These things may come easier for
You my friend but for me it's
Harder your fingers on it. Your
Shadow melts the sun and fades
Away. You fixed it. You pleased
It and a cold lump fills my
Throat and one tear fills my eye
And I'm thinking to myself. If I
Do will it be ok, it never will
Who will I fool and my friends
Say to me why are you sad. I
Like you better when you're
Stoned.