Where once love seemed safe br (At least he saved my heart) br Through rejecting me br (His refusal was pure art) br br He planned his escape br (And he carried out his part) br And lonely's my place br (But inside's a dreadful dark) br br Now I'm the dusty refuse on the street br (though was done, with no ill will at all) br I should be accustomed to defeat br (But why should my own smallness make him tall?)br br Patti Mastermanbr br