Dear girl, br br Words are words, faulty things br One word can mean, well, anything. br You may say it in one sense br But other minds may bear it hence br And destroy your pretty phrase br With hoping, wishful, evil ways. br br Dear girl, br br As one who cares, let me be frank. br My face, in this, is often blank br But you do light little flames br And none but yourself is to blame. br Beware your candles, little girl. br Beware the twistings of the world.