It Doesn'T Mean a Thing
if you see me out late at night
looking like i'm about to cry
please believe it's allergies
and not the fact she's not with me
though i'll never really understand
the main reason that she left
so if my head is hanging low
it's not the fact i miss her so
if she's near me and my heart skips a beat
that's not to say she's my greatest need
or i miss her more than i let on
since the day that she's been gone
i'm doing fine, the time of my life
remember these aren't tears i cry
all a part of being a man
nothing to do with lost romance
as anyone can plainly see
all this doesn't mean a thing
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2016
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