The Optimist

And then, we wake up in the morning

Now we’ve had our fill and the glass is empty

But when, I get down to the bottom

My mind has not forgotten

I’m an optimist, you’re a clean slate, maybe

It’s pale, the diary of forever

And I’ll know full stop from your flawless entry

Some fools, want to throw together

Like spectators making better

With the ground still hot when the shove is friendly

You have said, You have said

Your name is not for me

I try not to be

Disappointed

You have said, you have said

Your name is not for me

I try not to be

Disappointed

And then, we wake up in the morning

Now we’ve had our fill and the glass is empty

But when, I get down to the bottom

My mind has not forgotten

I’m an optimist, you’re a clean slate, maybe

You have said you have said

Your name is not for me

I try not to be

Disappointed

You have said you have said

Your name is not for me

I try not to be

Disappointed