It's you

And for the millionth time i'm wondering
Why?
It's you ...

A little man and I
Fell out-
I'll tell you what it was
All about ...
He had money
And I had none
And that's the way
The noise began ...

If we went back all over again
Would it be new?
Would I ..
Could I..
Forget?
Make it like children and
Run along?

Money makes weasels out of people
What is so endearing about it?
That makes people ...

Forget?
That it was you ...
Now and always you

You there
I here
With just the door ajar
To what we are