To My Mr. Smith Lyrics

Casiotone For The Painfully Alone To My Mr. Smith

hey you walk so slow when the bus doesn't show
i guess you've got to think somemore before you get home
but hey the night is cold & that jacket's so old
that the chill comes in through the holes
why don't you stop in on your way
if there's something that you want to say
you don't have to keep it inside
hey, you say your days go by so slow
do you think i don't know
it's the same for everyone in this whole town