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