I'm not I'm not I'm not I'm not When I wrote a song about you I had nothing to lose but my formidable dignity And I'm lost forever And the feeling that I'm trying but nothing's happening Down in the ocean that's six miles deep I don't know what time I woke up But it was tiring and confusing And I can see the ceiling full of false stars Well where did those two years go And no one puts retrospect into music like I do And now I've got to get up to carefully draw the lines But the lines fail and they blur Waiting for the cash But the money man doesn't find me at the sweet shop Or when I walk down shopping halls or malls And if retrospect never haunts me Then the only thing that's left is the songs And I'm not sure if you'll ever hear them I'm not sure if you'll ever hear them