Sure you were great
But you weren't even all that close
To having your very own cartoon
It's sad and it's true
What else is following you?
The children run sideways away from you
Through the house and then back onto the stoop
I can see you're wondering if what's just outside the door
Is coming back for more
Either it is "finding you" or "it is you"
It's like you're trying now to outmaneuver the flu
In your empty suit
Sure you were great
But you weren't even all that close
To having your very own cartoon
So sad and true, what else is bothering you?
The children run sideways away from you
Through the house and then back onto the stoop
I can see you're wondering if what's just outside the door
Is coming back for more
Either it is "finding you" or "it is you"
It's like you're trying now to outmaneuver the flu
In your empty suit