Bright, my little bluesboy 

you smile too much 

let's see a nice frown 

don't touch so much 



he made it look fun 

what's done is done 

I am so stupid 

you are so young 

and still i'd have to say 

that now and then i'd cry to see your smile 



still I have no reason 

I have no rhyme 

i'm out of your time 

you're out of town 

a difference not in years 

but in the distance from a place that I look through 



you cried for me twice 

and I have hope, but not enough, no not enough 

no not so little that 

i'd dare to tie the rope 



she lied for you twice 

she doesn't like me 

I understand but 

she isn't nice 



and I sat by the window 

you wrote a story 

you think i'm evil 

I hope you're wrong 

and still i felt a spark 

when it's implied that I had been a good thing 

once 



i'm still dumb 

but you're still young, but not enough, no not enough 

no not so old that you could 

realize what you've done