It’s not me
Words and music by p.w. gopal

I made a lesson from a rose
I took her piece by piece, as petals hit my feet
And told her how she should smell,
I know I meant her well
I made a lesson from a bird
I told him how he should fly
And after all my fancy words
He decided that life was on the ground
And I break it up in pieces when I love the way I want
I throw ‘em up and tell them to fly but I break their wings inside

Chorus
My good friend
I’ll be cheering
As you walk down the aisle, from better to best
And I’m hoping my good friend
When you find your better end
That it’s not me… it’s not me
A tree that I have only felled
Is one growing fine…a long way from hell
And so I think its better that I should stay behind
Walk ahead and see the beauty innocent of me…without me

Chorus
My good friend
I’ll be cheering
As you walk down the aisle, from better to best
And I’m hoping my good friend
That you find your better end…
My good friend, I’ll be cheering
when you find your better end
and it’s not me, it’s not me, its not me