I Ask Why*

The girl on the street corner can’t wave back at me
I asked her why and she had to think
She turned away and said that times really have changed
I don’t know why she looked the same
Oh, I ask why all her love I’ll have to lose today
Oh, I ask why all her time she’ll spend to turn away from me
Oh, I ask why
Why must you play this charade with me?
The girl from the sandbox once wore a necklace that I had made
I don’t know why she forgot those days
She said from beneath her pearls that these were the real things
I don’t know why she looked so fake
The girl from laundry just had waved back at me
I don’t know why I forgot her name
She said from beneath her clothes that times really have changed
I don’t know why she’s bothering me
© 1992 South Brunswick Songs (BMI)