Venus loved Dapne and so did Apollo

So why can't I make myself like a tree?

Why must I burn daily and nightly

When nobody's running - well not after me.

Must I wait, must I pray.

For something good to come my way?



Oh Daphne was stupid! Oh, how could she do it?

How could she turn a prince from her door?

'Cause if you came calling, boy i'd let you in

But you don't come calling, not anymore.

So I wait, and I grow old

When i'm dead, then you'll know.

Do you know?

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