كلمات Unkind

I know the best years of my life are ahead You don't have to tell me again and again The paint's peeling off of my sweet smiling face And some day soon all sweetness will be erased I met you in Texas, I left you in Rome I held your hand through an Irish storm I know I've been unkind to you And I can't say this chapter is through My youth, it keeps me cold I've married another and bore him a son And now I run through the world trying to be made undone I just want for someone to swallow me whole And then I'll rise up and I'll ride On a chariot I'm crazy don't you know Feather horses, cardboard and coal And now I'm saving up my soul To barter later so I can get back home To barter later so I can make it home I loved you in Texas, I hated you in Rome I tried so hard to care in an Irish storm I know I'll never be kind to you So I best be going You take care of you