Wouldn't you miss me at all?

It's awfully considerate of you to think of me there








and I'm most obliged to you for making it clear















that I'm not there



















and I never knew the room could be so big









and I never knew the room could be so blue







and I'm grateful that you threw away my old shoes
















and brought me here instead dressed in red












And I'm wandering who could be writing this song








I don't care if the sun don't shine










I don't care if nothing is mine














and I don't care I'm nervous with you













I'll do my loving in the winter














And the sea isn't green















and I love the queen
















and what exactly is a dream



















and what exactly is a joke.