Venus loved Daphne and so did Apollo So why can't I make myself like a tree? Why must I burn daily and nightly When nobody's running - well not after me. Must I wait, must I pray: Something good to come my way? Oh Daphne was stupid! Oh, how could she do it? How could she turn her prince from her door? 'Cause if you came calling, boy I'd let you in But you don't come calling, no not anymore. So I wait, and I grow old When I'm dead, then you'll know. Do you know? You know.
Venus loved Daphne and so did Apollo So why can't I make myself like a tree? Why must I burn daily and nightly When nobody's running - well not after me. Must I wait, must I pray: Something good to come my way? Oh Daphne was stupid! Oh, how could she do it? How could she turn her prince from her door? 'Cause if you came calling, boy I'd let you in But you don't come calling, no not anymore. So I wait, and I grow old When I'm dead, then you'll know. Do you know? You know.
