He stands on the cluttered stage
Looking almost famous
In a white t-shirt
And blue bandanna
His eyes are locked on her
Singing the song
He wrote for her
The woman who
Will leave him tomorrow
He stands on the cluttered stage
Looking almost famous
In a white t-shirt
And blue bandanna
His eyes are locked on her
Singing the song
He wrote for her
The woman who
Will leave him tomorrow