Just Passing Through

Guess you should have seen it coming - that I could not dance to anybody's tune nor change my lifestyle just to meet any of your silly expectations. Funny why you look so surprised now that I am saying goodbye for I don’t remember giving you any reasons that it was for real, making clear that I didn't care for unnecessary obligations. What you saw was what you got; I just took what you readily gave with no promises being made; you were an angel and I'm thankful for everything; but it has to be said that this old devil was just taking what you were freely offering. The truth of the matter is I did not ask you for anything, not your time or your body; you gave - and I took - when you sheltered me from the storm...but that's about all. I may have used you but hey, you used me too. I am who I am and I ain't changing anything, not a bit, and even if I could it just won't work, not my style; sorry if I made you think somehow that we have a future together, or maybe it’s your naivete that was to blame; the thing is I was really doing just fine but you happened to be around to fill my time while passing through this part of your town. I was born to roam, baby, so out to the highway I’ll go with just a knapsack on my back and this old guitar; I can't take extra baggage, duties or commitments as there’s nothing to my name except the clothes that I am wearing and a bit of troubadour’s luck; nothing ties me down, the wind is my only friend, so off I'll hop again to the next station, whistling, till I meet another one just like you, maybe. Goodbye now, baby blue, but just before I go let me shake your hand for old time’s sake; you’ll get over me and I'll just be a memory.