I am reading your diary
I got one of your copies
When you were passing them out
To strangers in an alley
I am surprised that they cared
That you’ve been everywhere

Sigh. Your eyes on the marquee
You’re high on the design
It’s so cheap the way you believe
In strangers in an alley
I am surprised that they cared
That you’ve been everywhere

I am reading your diary
I got one of your copies
When you were passing them out

Mine’s the picture of envy
I got one of your musings for laughs
As if you will last
To strangers in an alley
I am surprised that they cared
That you’ve been everywhere