Sometimes I don’t know when to leave well enough alone,
And finding a kindred soul, I don’t want to let you go
I wish M.W. Smith was right, “that a lifetime’s not too long,”
But I guess, on the contrary, he was wrong
And now it has come to this–when I have so much to say?
“Come now, let us reason together,” let us pray
But you only walk away
Leaving me broken and alone