A dove is a glove That I wear on my heart And though I like to dress smart It doesn’t have any part of the world of fashion And you’re there to put me down and I’m sick of the frowns that follow me around I would like the sky but there’s no reason why She’d say to this world with the nose of a girl Turned up so loud that it rings sings the cloud I’ve never been here and though you’re physically near You’re pushing me away to decay like the day that I loved