Dear John - Cyndi Lauper

What’s wrong?

Why can’t you just be anything you want?

Why not?

Why not?

I tried to tell you then

You didn’t understand

They try and pigeonhole you

Buddy, they don’t even know you

But hang on my dear, dear, John

Maybe you’re not just like everyone

So what, so what

And there’s more to live for

Than some abbreviated encore

Much more, much more

You can’t define yourself

In terms of someone else

You can’t say what you’re thinking?

But I don’t know what you’ve been drinking

But don’t cry

'Cause life goes on

Dear John, you could be anything you want

Why not?

Why not?

Why you could even be an astronaut

Dear John

Dear John