Thank you for the love that almost was.
You've been a nice and gentle man
And offered more than I could dream
But alas, I'm not what I seem
It's not my fault you lived a dream
About a love that almost was.

I have to leave you now, my dear
Why must all men be only boys?
You think we're all your little toys...

You are so young, so immature!
Your choking love I can't endure but I could never tell you, not a single word.
You've cut my wings, a crawling bird I'm when you keep me in your thought.
It's not my fault I love you not.
I'm sorry, but my answer's no
And well...
For this I have to let you go.