But Not For Me

They're writing songs of love, but not for me. A lucky star's above, but not for me. With love to lead the way, I've seen more clouds of gray Than any Russian play could guarantee. I was a fool to fall and get that way. Heigh ho, alas, and also lackaday. Although I can't dismiss, the memory of her kiss. I guess she's not for me. She's knocking on the door, but not for me. She'll plan a two by four, but not for me. I know that love's a game, I'm puzzled just the same. Was I the moth or flame, I'm all at sea. It all began so well, but what an end. This is the time a feller needs a friend. When every happy plot ends with the marriage knot And there's no knot for me. --- But Not for Me - Chris Connor