DON’T LOOK AT ME

It’s all going on around me
I was holding back the tide
King Canute in a birthday suit
I opened up the ride

Second hand opinions
Like you really want to hear
We all land with our heads in sand
Until someone pulls us clear

Don’t look at me
I wasn’t there
I was minding my own business
When you tumbled down the stairs
Don’t look at me
I didn’t see
Maybe I was there at the time
But it wasn’t me

It’s the same only different
As you’d like it still to be
Emporer’s clothes, looking down your nose
What did you excpect to see?

I could tell you stories
Of the mice that never roared
Get in line right behind mine
And you show me yours

Don’t look at me
I wasn’t there
I was minding my own business
When you tumbled down the stairs
Don’t look at me
I didn’t see
Maybe I was there at the time
But it wasn’t me

© JOE GRAHAM & JIM GRAHAM