Sweet Lady

Tell me that you don't go crazy When everybody goes insane And tell me that you don't get lonely When you're standing in the rain It's a cold stained glass window you may be looking through Well, you can't see yourself the way I see you Sweet lady, it's such an easy thing to do When everything around you is turning to blue Sweet lady, to see you down in misery I tell you it sure would be misery to me And tell me how you have it And tell me how you don't Just because you haven't Not because you won't It's a shadow in the corner, it's a crooked point of view Well, you can't see yourself the way I see you Sweet lady, it's such an easy thing to do When the rain that used to gather now is falling through Sweet lady, to see you down in misery I tell you it sure would be misery to me