Philomankind Sorry
The bare trees give no shelter from the breeze
As i'm waiting on the pier to get my ferry
The bare trees give no shelter from the breeze
I'm very sorry
I tell myself there's nothing to regret
I should have learned the way not to worry
I tell myself there's nothing to regret
I'm very sorry
I think that is nobody's fault but mine
And it's a weight too big for me to carry
I think that is nobody's fault but mine
I'm very sorry
I sit and watch the telephone for hours
And when it rings i answer in a hurry
But on the line there's ev'ryone but you
I'm very sorry
But on the line there's ev'ryone but you
I'm very sorry
But on the line there's ev'ryone but you
I'm very sorry
