Not To Blame
It's hard to watch you look away from me
Though I know I'm not to blame
The rivers thawed but you're still frozen
The words I write to you are still the same
Why do you always get to be the child?
We all want to play those foolish games
I've watched the time melt on by now
Dripping down on me again
Well I may as well have been a winding road
You walked all on me just the same
Well, like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
I hate the way you always make me feel
Well I hate feeling at all
You act as if you got the best of me
But we both know you're acting small
Why do you always get to be the child?
Your mama brought you up that way
But I was raised to turn the other cheek
And now all I'm left with is my own shame
Well I may as well have been a winding road
You walked all on me just the same
Well, like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
Well I may as well have been a winding road
You walked all on me just the same
Well, like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
Though I know I'm not to blame
The rivers thawed but you're still frozen
The words I write to you are still the same
Why do you always get to be the child?
We all want to play those foolish games
I've watched the time melt on by now
Dripping down on me again
Well I may as well have been a winding road
You walked all on me just the same
Well, like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
I hate the way you always make me feel
Well I hate feeling at all
You act as if you got the best of me
But we both know you're acting small
Why do you always get to be the child?
Your mama brought you up that way
But I was raised to turn the other cheek
And now all I'm left with is my own shame
Well I may as well have been a winding road
You walked all on me just the same
Well, like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
Well I may as well have been a winding road
You walked all on me just the same
Well, like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
Like a little girl with wide eyes and curls
Didn't know it was just a game
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Writer(s): Joni Mitchell
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