Dear Marie
Dear Marie, tell me what it was I used to beDear Marie, tell me what it was I used to beAnd if you’re further up the road can you show me what I still can’t see.
Remember me, I’m the boy you used to love when we were fifteenRemember me, I’m the boy you used to love when we were fifteenNow I wonder what you think when you see me on the magazine.
From time to time, I go looking for your photograph onlineFrom time to time, I go looking for your photograph onlineSome county judge in Ohio is all I ever find.
Dear Marie, tell me do you still believe in meDear Marie, tell me do you still believe in meYeah I’ve got my dream but you’ve got familyYeah I’ve got my dream but you’ve got familyYeah I’ve got my dream but I guess it got away from me