A Thinker, Dreamer, Visionary

Things have been rough for the last few years
You may be happy to now, I didn't cry one tear
You came, you gone
You done me wrong
And I'll admit that when you broke my heart
Things kinda fell apart

It was on a day like today
With this pouring rain
And all you did was say
Baby, I love you chase the pain away
Glad I did you a favor
Bet you can't do one better

And, yeah, I'll admit I'm guilty
I need a little help, see?
So I substituted wing beats
For score sheets
Cuz when all you got are two broken wings
The only thing that doesn't hurt is singing

But even I'm too scared to do that
So I walk around with a burlap sack
Over my head to keep them from seeing
All this pain and hurt that I'm feeling
But I can't withstand
The reprimand

I'll get over it, I always do
So what if it's not me and you
I don't need you to make me feel right
Cuz for all I know, I'm doing alright
To me I'm extraordinary
A thinker, dreamer, visionary