I've got your picture. That you gave to me. And it's signed with love. Just like it used to be. The only thing different. The only thing new. I've got your picture.
I still get a cheer in my eye. When someone in need passes by. I still lean to the right like before. I guess that comes from being poor. . I guess that comes from being poor.
I woke up and the world was gone. . You promised a new world, you showed me. And made me believe it did exist. And now you pretend you don't know me. And you say that world was a mess.