(music 1969, lyrics '69 & '07)
Can I talk to you about you ? Would it be a waste of time ?
Can you see and hear me through a wounded mind ?
I've found out things about you, maybe more than I should know
but now I have, I need to know you more
You haven't been foolish, trying to find
some kind of love, a kind of peace of mind
You travel your dreams,
high in the sky 'bove you as pain starts it's slow decay
You must be hurt and cut so deep, I want to take the pain away
Jennifer look out your window, nobody is laughing now
Do smiles and questions matter anyhow ?
Memories, you pick and choose them - throw the hurtful ones away
Hurting is a game unhappy people play
You haven't been foolish.....