if I made the right impression
with words, or a fond expression,
+++ would that make me clever?
+++ would it turn your “never” to a “maybe?”
but if I traded in this longing
for joy, or a higher calling,
+++ wouldn’t that be better?
+++ would it turn my weather brighter?
+++++ ‘cause clever leaves me tired of trying,
+++++ out of breath and mystified I
+++++ never want to work that hard again..

if I memorized your interests,
learned lines like an expert witness,
+++ would you call me clever?
+++ we could talk forever, maybe,
& if I learned to read your glances,
your eyes, the way you hold your hands and..
+++ as if I could ever!
+++ I’m better off just counting pedals,
+++++ ‘cause clever leaves me tired of trying,
+++++ out of breath and mystified I
+++++ never want to work that hard,
+++++ yeah, clever leaves me tired of thinking,
+++++ out of words and on the brink I
+++++ never want to work that hard again..

if I traded in this longing
for joy, or a higher calling,
+++ wouldn’t that be better?
+++ would it turn my weather brighter?..