Mary Mae

You, Mary Mae, make my day You make my day Life is never just one thing It's filled with lanes and turns And broken guitar strings I know I know it can get hard And you've heard this before But you make it all worthwhile With your broken, soft-spoken Self Self-denial I know You, Mary Mae, make my day You make my day All the people with their eyes in illusion And confusion Sit and wonder why Life is fleeting Yet they're deleting All this precious time And who can tell what there is to seek But the ground leaves no escape Look for truth Look for love The soul is covered by a drape You, Mary Mae, make my day You make my day You, Mary Mae, make my day You make my day