In the Rough

You say you fell while holding diamonds in your hands "It's your fault for running, holding diamonds," I said And I offer no sympathy for that I hear that it was you who died alone Better off, I sparkle on my own And someday love will find me in the rough Someday love will finally be enough I turned around three times and wound up at your door Now you say you know all that you did not know before And I offer no sympathy for that Better off, I sparkle on my own And someday love will find me in the rough Someday love will finally be enough I got your love letters I threw them all away And I hear you think that I'm crazy I'm driving ninety-five And I'm driving you away And I shine a little more lately And someday love will find me in the rough Someday love will finally be enough I shine a little more lately