July 3rd - Plumtree

I wouldn’t want you

To take offense

But i returned

That gift you sent

I could see that it was just right for you

Why do they say

Think of yourself

When you choose something

For someone else

My birthday wishes never come true

I should have know

Now that i’m grown

I’m one year older and

I’m not much bolder

You should have warned me

This was the way it was going to be

I wanted a party but

There’ll be one next year maybe

To you it’s just

Another day

But my next birthday’s

So far away

I wish that you had remembered

It seems to be

Pretty unfair

You’re sixteen too

But i don’t care

I won’t be calling you July 3rd