| Dear Tracy
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| My hurting squeeze
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| I hope this will put your mind at ease
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| I meant to write, you know, but then I thought
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| Maybe I should wait awhile for my life to sort
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| So stop being mad because you’re not forgotten
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| I couldn’t dare hurt a flower in a world so rotten
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| With anger, hatred, destruction
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| Making it difficult for a man like me to function
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| So to pick up yes once again
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| With this explanation that should change your mind when
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| You look and understand with every detail of thought
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| That what I say is what I mean
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| And not a line that you bought
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| You know I’m sorry my feelings now mean nothing more than lies to you
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| But I, for one, never said it was going to be easy
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| All I did was imply a blindly organized game plan
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| That we may be able to keep in touch
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| Without, obviously, introducing
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| All the possible interruptions that may take place upon my return
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| As for your well expressed purpose of our relationship
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| The feelings were definitely mutual
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| And due to the fact that we live a continent away
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| I could not have expected you to want anything more
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| Nor did I ever deny your existence at any time
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| You know what I mean baby…
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| As a matter of fact I’ve even shared my pleasure of meeting you with my friends
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| Who hold no influence on my life
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| And this is due to the fact that I’m still very young
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| You know cause knowledge is my teacher
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| And it can only be learned through existence and not resistence
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| My path is drawn out for me and I shall follow
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| Until it leads me to my destiny
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| Whatever it may be, I’m sorry Tracy
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| Yes, I’m an independent man with a life of my own
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| I take it all in stride as I, yes I persue it alone
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| My friends are never forgotten you know, but at times I have to set them aside
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| So they don’t confuse the issue
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| Which is the life that I ride
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| As far as keeping up a pretense and not honoring my word
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| I hope that’s something you made up baby
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| And not something you heard |