Simply Said (Live At Sound Emporium)

you don’t have to hold my hand; I can move

and I don’t have to take care of you

you don’t have to shield my ears from the truth

and I don’t have to take care of you

you can be Poseidon on the ocean blue

and I don’t have to take care of you

you can tell somebody sweeter what to do

and I don’t have to take care of you

all the moves and graces

all the pretty faces

like old pictures of a time

when handshakes were a contract

and love was not a take-back

and the Valentines simply said, “be mine”

you can keep your secrets locked up in your room

and I don’t have to take care of you

you were just enough to leave the slightest bruise

and I don’t have to take care of you

and I don’t have to take care of you