Texty: Buffalo Springfield. Come On Lover.

(Steven Stills)
I'm not likely to see you anymore
With the dawn I fly so you must listen
Just to spite me you've choosen to ignore
That I'm on to why your always missing
So you've got another
Who just rings a bell when he needs you
They tell me there's another who can never tell he loves you
Before you yell there's another thing
I guess you should here while I'm thinking of it

Ringing bells don't bother me
Unless they become like strings to guide a puppet
So you've got another
Who just rings a bell when he needs you
They tell me there's another who can never tell he loves you
No one ever can tell how much more love there is to
find if you just listen