Carla Dean

Spending my days under that shady tree
Sitting back and just dreaming dreams
Then came by someone I never meant to meet
She was my pretty Carla Dean

Her beauty was that of Aphrodite
Her eyes were green like the leaves
That smile of hers, that shined so brightly
I still hear her harmonies in my dreams

But what did I do
Other than love you?
You pushed me so far away

Carla Dean
What do you mean
When you say to me
That you hate me so
What did I do
to make you blue
I don’t have a clue,
My Carla Dean

None of it matters anymore
I’m glad we’re done playing games
But each time I see that old sycamore
My heart just bursts into flames

My feelings for you sure have changed
My love for you has turned into hate
If I see you again, I’ll make sure you pay
You’ll pay for making my heart break

Why did I
Ever even love you?
Now I’m haunted by the voice of Carla Dean

Carla Dean
You are a fiend
For leaving me
So long ago
How could you
Make me so blue
You don’t have a clue
My Carla Dean

Carla Dean
You are a fiend
For leaving me
So long ago
How could you
Make me so blue
You don’t have a clue
My Carla Dean