How Could You Say You're Leaving Me

You can tell me that the grass is blue

I don't mind that your house has many mansions too

I don't mind

You can tell me that your world is square

And I'll smile

But how could you say you're leaving me?

You've often said that I just can't tell the times

I don't mind

But when you and I and him, we sat on taffeta skies

I don't mind

And you all covered in your velvet cloak

I just smiled

But how could you say you're leaving me?

So I sit and wait till your magic carriage comes

I don't mind

With its four satin doves and an old shotgun

I don't mind

And the dust from your wheels as you pass me by

Makes me smile

How could you say you're leaving me?

How could you say you're leaving me?

How could you say you're leaving me?