Hey There

Hey There - Edmund Hockridge

Hey there You with the stars

Love's never made a fool of you

You used to be too wise

Hey there

You on that high-flying cloud

Though she won't throw a crumb to you

You think someday she'll come to you

Better forget her

Her with her nose in the air

She has you dancing on a string

Break it and she won't care

Won't you take this advice

I hand you like a brother

Or are you not seeing things too clear

Are you too much in love to hear

Is it all going in one ear

And out the other