Im not exact but Im not insane
I clutched at someone in the dark again
Its so hard to remember her name she never said
It was in a story that I wanted to write
The details werent important, the plot was slight
No-one asked what happened that night she never said
Get out of bed, pull on a shoe
Ive got a notion what we ought to do
Heres a number you can try to ring
Im still thinking about all the things she never said
I parked my car by some memories
And told my story to the laughing trees
They dont know whats wrong with me, she never said
All the letters had the wrong address
Did you notice who cleared up the mess
What the date was is anybodys guess she never said
