What's up with all these years

I've tucked away in shame?

It's like I'm a game to you

Now I don't want to play

If I could write it out

I know what I would say

Why did I spend all this time

So stuck inside your ways?

Now I'm back, for what it's worth

Yeah, what it's worth at all

I'll see you in the springtime

But you'll never see me fall

What's wrong with being me?

I know myself the best

Some people are quite alright

I'm bored by all the rest

If I could write it out I know what I would say

Why did I spend all this time so stuck inside your ways?

Now I'm back, for what it's worth

Yeah, what it's worth at all

I'll see you in the springtime

But you'll never see me fall.