5 years ago, you pressed your handInto a brand new sidewalkIt's well worn now, and though some triedYours is the only print thereYou might not have meant to, butIt's done, you can take it outYou're shy about what fortune lent youIt's not what this is aboutSmile while you can, cause when they findYou're not amused, not reallyThey'll rob you blind of what they gaveYes, you gave them that powerYou might not have meant to, butIt's done, you can't take it backYou cry about where fame sent youWithout a plan of attack5 years ago, I warned you dearAs a concerned admirerYou never knew, you never heardThe veil was still in placeThank God you hate to listenIf I would not be hereLifting the veil to kiss youNext to a brand new sidewalk*
