Your refusal has been noted
I'll remember your desires
As your pedestal is demoted
I'll still raise you higher
You poor little soul you
I'll clean the dirt off your shoes
Ours eyes now meet and the roses wilted and the tea is cold as ice
And its difficult to say that the time has been nice
You poor little soul you
I'll clean the dirt off your shoes
You poor little soul you
I'll clean the dirt off your shoes