You can blame this fall on some
Invitation to your friend
When she promised that she come
You could wait until the end
Now you want it all too soon
Just to calm what's on your mind
Until she calls it off again, to the wayside
Yesterday is left behind
It's as close as you might get
Until she calls you all the time
So she can get down
Not adjusted to begin, as you lay with your concerns
Are we better off as friends are?
Either way it burns
You said I'm lost instead
Well, that's all in your head
