Dear Music Lyrics

(It's four o'clock)

If I could turn my back on anything

I'd choose it to be you

I've lost all interest in almost everything that you do

You've more to do with complacency

And the whims and trims of children

Than any sort of worthwhile thing

Or the few folks left to feel them

Who am I but another fool who's flirting with divorce

Like every other thing

You keep my foolishness on course

Maybe there is someone else less like an awful void

Who might beckon me with open arms

And offer new employ

I've got to say I'm looking for it

But if it never comes

I'll think of when I love you

Before you were what you've become

Who am I but another fool who's flirting with divorce

Like every other thing

You keep my foolishness on course

Still we have our common ground

Which can never be annulled

To sing of the one who made us both

For he is wonderful