I was an abettor of good
And I was hoping
To never flail in the wind
You are all I ever want
I gave you worth and money
Overtures and poetry
We found a cynical ground
You were all I ever wanted
Now, I know I'm not always around
So here's to hoping
If we could just forget this for now
Baby, I could show you somehow
That I gave you worth and money
Overtures and poetry
If we could just forget this for now
Baby, I could show you somehow