Let the juices flownAnd let the crowd knownThat you're going to let the beauty shownI just want to be on my ownnBreathe it all innAnd let myself grownSomeday I'll let ya knownI am so tired of singin' 'bout younI want to move on with my lifenI'm gonna try to do other thingsnAnd not dream about being your wifenThese lyrics are a bland taste in my mouthnAnd there's some things I'll just never figure outnIt doesn't matter how loud I scream and shoutnMy time has ticked awaynAnd my chances are up nownI'll get to the heart of the matternAnd my words will no longer flatternYou and your self-righteous statenBut I continue to waste my SaturdaysnLonging for younI rummage through my memoriesnPhotos, papers, lovenI'm saving a space for usnNext to the pinstripe dovenAnd perhaps someday you'll care enoughnTo see that I'm not so youngnAnd perhaps someday your stares will finallynTurn into bold faced love