I Am Mine

For the sorries, oh the sorries of your soul They are the worries, are the worries of my household I hear the wind a howling, at my swinging door But at your house the weather's pleasant, nothing more I am behind I am behind And nevermind I will not pine For I am mine Oh the time is near for you to romance every boy Well I am still a learning how I should be coy And you decided you would educate me While conversing over a nice spot of tea I am behind I am behind And nevermind I will not pine For I am mine I am behind I am behind And nevermind I will not pine For I am mine I am behind I am behind And nevermind I will not pine For I am mine And the flowerpots are blooming full of golds Tiny, lovely, little shiny marigolds And I suppose that I will never be exposed To the love that blooms between those who chose I am behind I am behind And nevermind I will not pine For I am mine I am behind I am behind And nevermind I will not pine For I am mine I am behind I am behind And nevermind I will not pine For I am mine