Left with almost nothing left to build on
I'll send my blueprints out to you

Maybe I'll be famous in California
Baby, I'll be more famous than you

Glitter in the gutters all around us
Crystals in the closet in your room
You appear in lovely colored fabrics
Like a dream dreamt up by a bolder man than you

Left with almost nothing left but pardons
Who knows if anything will do
You know I think you're uncommon
But nothing I say impresses you

Glitter in the gutters all around us
There are crystals in the closet of your room
You appear in lovely colored fabrics
Dreamt up by a man bolder than you

Left with almost nothing left but options
I pick the landscape most confused
Stealing out the back door of a promise
To take the words that you refuse

I hope I could be bold, too
Oh, I hope you'll learn to be brave soon