Good Man

Well I wrote your name and burned it

See the color of the flame

And it burned out the whole spectrum

As if you were everything

Mine just burned gold

A normal flame

I am

Not anything

And all that I remember

Is the feeling of waking up

When we were kids

you were the sun to which my eyes would not adjust

When we were kids, I was a fountain

You could never drink enough

Then came all the boys who swept you up

Playing careless with your heart

And every night there was a new girl

Sitting beside me in my car

Something dies when you grow older

But you do the best you can

I am glad

I am glad

You've found a good man