I wrote a letter on a nothing day I asked somebody, "Could you send my letter away?" "You are too young to put all of your hopes in just one envelope" I said goodbye to someone that I love It's not just me, I tell you it's the both of us And it was hard Like coming off the pill that you take to stay happy Someone above has seen me do all right Someone above is looking with a tender eye Upon your face You may think you're alone, but you may think again If I could do just one near-perfect thing I'd be happy They'd write it on my grave Or when they scattered my ashes On second thoughts, I'd rather hang around And be there with my best friend If she wants me And far away, somebody read the letter He condescends to read the words I wrote about him And if he smiles, it's no more than a genius deserves For all your curious nerve and your passion I'm going deaf, you're growing melancholy Things fall apart, I don't know why we bother at all But life is good, and it's always worth living at least for a while If I could do just one near-perfect thing I'd be happy They'd write it on my grave Or when they scattered my ashes On second thoughts, I'd rather hang around And be there with my best friend If she wants me If you think to yourself, "What should I do now?" Then take a baton, girl, you better run with it 'Cause here is no point in standing in the past 'cause it's over and done I took a book and went into the forest I climbed the hill, I wanted to look down on you But all I saw was 20 miles of wilderness so I went home If I could do just one near-perfect thing I'd be happy They'd write it on my grave Or when they scattered my ashes On second thoughts, I'd rather hang around And be there with my best friend If she wants me If I could do just one near-perfect thing I'd be happy They'd write it on my grave Or when they scattered my ashes On second thoughts, I'd rather hang around And be there with my best friend If she wants me If she wants me, yeah If she wants me, yeah If she wants me, yeah