Different Drum

You and I

Travel to the beat of a different drum

Oh can't you tell by the way I run

Every time you make eyes at me

Oh you try and moan

And say it'll work out

But honey child I've got my doubts

You can't see the forest for the trees

Now don't get me wrong

It's not that I knock it

It's just that I am not in the market

For a boy

Who wants to love only me

Yes, and I ain't saying that you ain't pretty

All I'm saying is I'm not ready

For any person place or thing

To try and pull the reins

In on me

So goodbye

I'm a-leavin'

I see no sense in you cryin' and grievin'

We'll both live a lot longer

If you live without me

If you livе without me

Try and leave

Without Mе