I Didn’t Think It Would Hurt To Think Of You

You can’t kick the leaves today, darling,
because it’s wet underfoot
and your friends subscribe to the view
that I am no good.
But I’d like to express the sincerity
(of my actions towards you early on)
Is there hope for us?
I didn’t think it would hurt to think of you,
but it pains me, pains me.
A kind of loving prior to which we never knew.
Yeah, it pains me.
In a town as small as this one,
there’s no escaping you.
Although you’re not impressed by me,
what would you have me do?
I’ll immerse my elf in guilt and pain
(for your benefit)
Is there hope for us?
Don’t count on it.