Lyrics

My May © Kaplan 2005

In the span of twenty years
Seen the pages grow dog-eared
Let the candle wane unclear
Suffer gladly madly fear

The doctor says you’re better off alone, you’re better off alone, but I don’t know
The waiter says you’re better off alone, you’re better off alone, but I don’t know

On the knees of scraped and frayed
Drank the pangs of the disobeyed
Felt the salt winds barricade
Waxing gladly madly fade

The barber says you’re better off alone, you’re better off alone, but I don’t know
The preacher says you’re better off alone, you’re better off alone, but I don’t know

Against the draft of the pending fall
Found your warm and sober call
Tacit lips implicit drawl
Coming madly gladly crawl

The doctor says you’re better off alone, you’re better off alone, but I don’t know
The waiter says you’re better off alone, you’re better off alone, but I don’t know
The barber says you’re better off alone, you’re better off alone, but I don’t know
The preacher says you’re better off alone, you’re better off alone, but I don’t know

Holding myself up
Keeping my hope up
You could be my May.

Holding myself up
Keeping my hope up
You could be my May.