I wasn’t there when he did that to you;
And I’m not him, nor anybody else
Who might have ever lied or been untrue
Or any other thing you’re scared I’ll do.
It’s not that I’ve lived my life faultlessly,
It’s just that I’m not them – I’m simply me;
The man’s who standing with you here, today,
To answer charges not quite made fairly.
So pick your baggage up – it isn’t mine –
We’ve left the old place, off the old airline –
I cannot promise I will do no wrong,
But if I have a chance
We might be