Diminished کے بول

There was a man of talent Who spoke with wit and grace He wore a stylish trilby That framed a poet's face So I sought out his company His friend, he let me be Then I saw he was diminished by Association with me All the flowers were blooming When I saw you from afar How I wished to be with you To kiss you in the car But when you turned my way And smiled so wistfully I saw you'd be diminished by Association with me What am I to do With this thing that brings me down? That takes an easy weightless smile And turns it to a frown? Maybe I'll turn to Jesus And let Him set me free But I fear He'll be diminished by Association with me But when you turned my way And smiled so wishfully I saw you'd be diminished by Association with me