Continuing - Michael Nesmith

There was something reflected inside

Her remarkably curious eyes

So the shock that she felt didn’t show

When I told her that I had to go

She just stood there somewhere in-between

A smile and an unpleasant scene

Then she, with her back to the sun

Said, «If you think it’s best, then it’s done»

Ah, but oh, it seemed so cold

The compassion that I felt just didn’t show

I haven’t seen her since

And there was much about our parting

Which seemed amiss

For the love that I felt hadn’t died

But by cruel circumstances, denied

And her feelings and trust weren’t misplaced

Nor are they now in her new lover’s face

Oh, it seemed so cold

The compassion that I felt just didn’t show

I haven’t seen her since

And there was much about our parting

Which seemed amiss

For the love that I felt hadn’t died

But by cruel circumstances denied

And her feelings and trust weren’t misplaced

Nor are they now in her new lover’s face