O Sailor

I'm undecided about you again

Mightn't be right that you're not here

It's double-sided, cause I ruined it all-

But also saved myself, by never believing you, Dear

Everything good, I deem too good to be true

Everything else is just a bore

Everything I have to look forward to

Has a pretty painful and very imposing before

I have too been playing with fifty-two cards-

Just cause I play so far from my vest

Whatever I've got, I've got no reason to guard

What could I do, but spend my best

after waiting, fighting patiently on my knees

All the other stuff tired itself out first, not me

And in its wake, appeared the touch and call

Of a different breed

One who set to get me wise, and got me there

And then, got me

And what a thing, to know what could be instead

Oh, what a blessed curse; to see

It took the agenda from its place in my bed

Made a merry paramour of me

O' Sailor, why'd you do it

What'd you do that for

Saying there's nothing to it

And then letting it go by the boards

O' sailor, why'd you do it

What'd you do that for

Giving me eyes to view it

As it goes by the boards

(Apple)