You dyed your hair this year
You didn't like the color
Looked the same to me
The same, but only darker
You cut your hair last year
I find it makes you taller
And your face looks smooth
You really do look younger
And you envied me once truly
For my youth and all my beauty
It was nice of you to tell me
Oh I wonder why you told me
And I wish you would've seen me more
In the letter you sent me once
You wrote of all you'd seen and done
Said that you quite missed me
Me, I grew my hair out
And the dye is almost gone now
But I've grown too much since then
And you think my youth is gone
But said that's good and bad
Though this makes me kind of sad
It was nice of you to tell me
Oh I wonder why you told me?
But I wish you would have left me alone