She's Never Read My Poems Lyrics

She has gone away

But it's ok

Tomorrow is another day

I was a fool

But now it's cool

She sends me postcards every day

But for me the hardest part is knowing

That she's never ever read my poems

I was her clown

I made her smile

She clapped her hands and I fell down

But she is still my friend

And that won't end

I phone her every other day

But for me the hardest part is knowing

That she's never ever read my poems

I took a word or two from Byron

A line or two form Keats

A smattering of Shelley and put my name underneath

She'll never know

I'm sending them today

I don't know what she'll say

She'll probably laugh and throw them all away

But I didn't like them anyway