I'm really sorry Steven,
'till you came back in the fall.
But your bicycle's been stolen.
I was watching it for you
I was feeling really sorry Steven
Guess I didn't do such a good job after all.
and everybody's sayin that you'll take the news gracefully.
and I spent all morning grieving,
Somehow I don't think I'll be getting off that easily. I was just running in didn't think I'd be that long.
I meant her no harm when I left her unlocked outside
The Orange Street Food Farm.
I came out she was gone,
leashed up to the place where you bicycle'd been.
Guess we'll never see poor Madeleine again. Let this be consolation Steven,
and all that was there was some bored old dog
that all the while you were in England,
and I was usually pretty good 'bout locking her up.
Where has she gone, I treated her with care and respect and gave her lots of love
well I bet she's on the bottom of a French Town pond, rudely abused on some heshner's joyride.
So I wrote you this song,
being so careless with a thing so great,
and taking your poor Madeleine away.
in the hopes that you'd forgive even though it was wrong,
Away.Away.
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