Left with almost nothing left to build on I'll send my blueprints out to you Maybe I'll be famous in California Baby, I'll be more famous than you Glitter in the gutters all around us Crystals in the closet in your room You appear in lovely colored fabrics Like a dream dreamt up by a bolder man than you Left with almost nothing left but pardons Who knows if anything will do You know I think you're uncommon But nothing I say impresses you Glitter in the gutters all around us There are crystals in the closet of your room You appear in lovely colored fabrics Dreamt up by a man bolder than you Left with almost nothing left but options I pick the landscape most confused Stealing out the back door of a promise To take the words that you refuse I hope I could be bold, too Oh I hope you'll learn to be brave soon