Cry For Me And I'll Believe You

All we've bought,

Is what we've bought,

We've nothing more,

And yet, Nothing less.

What we've forgot,

Is what we've forgot,

Remembering's a chore,

But we do our best.

And now its missing and lost,

And now its all gone,

Here comes the dark frost,

And you're just a pawn.

I'd hope when you see me,

You forget who I am

That past all that debris,

I'm as lost as a lamb.

Then we'll dance,

we'll dance,

We'll trip all around.

And not touch the ground.

And it will be fun.

And not just for one.