The Moderately Talented Yet Attractive Young Woman vs. The Exceptionally Talented Yet Not So Attract

Your simple songs, small creations
Always needing validation
Your pouty face, your great photos
Without them, baby, who would notice
We met once, we were alone
Backstage in Dallas
Got your phone number
What a good kisser
I left for Tempe and I missed her
But on stage you aren’t strong
I don’t recall any songs
But when you sang, you hit the notes
I’ll give you that, you didn’t choke
And you looked so good
Like an actress from Hollywood
And your eyes, they would glisten
But no one listened
And one day you’ll be forty
And trust me, babe, it ain’t sporty
You’ll be pleased to be reviewed
Cause there’s always new
Someone young, press-friendly
You’ll be searching
Travel hard, 'round the globe
But does anyone know
The moderately talented old woman
Dreams that she once had
You’re a dream, a burning star
The way you sing and play guitar
The way your words cut through
You cast a spell on the room
But your eyes are fog
And in your heart, many scars
Lost friends, ex-lovers
Hidden dads, buried mothers
I could only love you like a friend, dark soldier
Cause I got someone else, and you’re older
I didn’t mean to go along, but God I love your songs
What a night, what a moment, but don’t read it wrong
The moderately talented young woman
The exceptionally talented old man
The moderately talented young woman
The exceptionally talented old man