Different Drum
You and I travel to the beat of a different drumOh can't you tell by the way I runEvery time you make eyes at meWo-ho
You cry and moan and say it will work outBut honey child I've got my doubtsYou can't see the forest for the trees
Oh don't get me wrongIt's not that I knock itIt's just that I am not in the marketFor a boy who wants to love only me
Yes and, I'm not saying you ain't prettyI'm saying I'm not readyFor any person, place or thingTo try and pull the reins in on me
So goodbye I'll be leavingI see no sense in this crying and grievingWe'll both live a lot longerIf you live without me
Oh don't get me wrongIt's not that I knock itIt's just that I am not in the marketFor a boy who wants to love only me
Yes and, I ain't saying you ain't prettyI'm saying I'm not readyFor any person, place or thingTo try and pull the reins in on me
So goodbye I'll be leavingI see no sense in this crying and grievingWe'll both live a lot longerIf you live without me