Cary

I don't care about Cary
He's just a boy I sort of knew
I wrote him when we got married
Now he's coming to town, coming to town, oh

It's not what you think
We were always only friends
All we did was dream
About what we'd do when high school ends

And I don't care if he's angry
I never meant to lead him on
Still, there were times when things got scary
And he'd come around, he'd come around, oh

He'd come around the block
He'd take me crying in his arms
I swear all we did was talk
Still, I'd wake up lying in his arms

So what, he's come to town
I bet he wears his old raincoat
I wonder if he still loves me
And hmm, mmm, oh
Hmm, mmm, oh

I don't care

Nerissa Nields and David Nields © 1996 Peter Quince Publishing/Ambivalent Fins, ASCAP
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