I want to sing you
A simple love song.
Too bad I don’t know
Quite who you are.
I want to be there
To see it reach you.
Too bad my love song
Won’t get that far.

You could be lonely,
You could be crazy,
Could be a dancer,
But my guessing just gets in my way.
Of all the dreams I’ve had,
This one alone still counts:
This love song
I never play.

I want to bring you
My gift of knowledge.
Too bad I don’t know
Myself at all.
Too bad for song girls
And girls with money
And pretty clown girls
I never call.

You are a reason
You are an answer
You are the vision
That I’ve sheltered thru all of my years.
Of all the dreams I’ve had
This one alone still counts:
This love song
That no one hears.

You should be gentle
‘Cause I could be crazy
If you are the vision
That I’ve sheltered through all of my years
Seeing crazy pictures of the dreams I’ve had,
This one alone still shines:
This love song
Simple Love Song
Simple Love Song

© 1976 by Andy Pope