Well is it really leaving you if you were never there?
I was not deceiving you, just me, I thought you cared--
I should have understood it since you said a thousand times,
"Hmm hmm hmm hmm, hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm-mmm."
(chorus) Listen to this missive and I'll not say you did wrong
The inns are always open, with beds and wine and song
I'll likely have a place for you, if you decide to look
Since no one wants the sad songs, I guess you're off the hook
Oh I'd be writing letters but I don't know where you go
I only know we've parted ways each year before the snow
But if I did, do you think that you'd open them and read
Or would you see the sender and say "Hmm-mmm"
(chorus)
The kindest of my daydreams are at once so very cruel
In them you send me letters and they say you were a fool
You ask me if I'd meet you, I do and then we talk--
But there's the rub, I know you'd tell me "Hmm-mmm"
(chorus)
This song is just a lark, love, and I hope it finds you well
When other bards perform my words I hope you'll sit a spell
And maybe you will miss my care, but probably you won't
'Til chamomile reminds you and you "Hmm-mm"
