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All the plans I made are placed in wooden boxesAnd set upon a shelf of paper housesI have failed to visit all of my intentionsI know, I know, I know: I have forsaken themAll the friends I've made and placed in special boxesAnd set out to impress them in lots of clever waysAll I've done, all I've done, is hurt them in the worst wayI have not been honest with anyoneAnd I don't know why you like meBut I'm glad you doAll the chances I've had I've left in careless placesAnd then I wonder why I can't get what I wantI've been a small fish in a very big oceanIt's not the worst way to liveAnd I don't know why you like meBut I'm glad you doAnd I don't know why you like meBut I'm glad you do From Letras Mania