Priscilla Paris
Priscilla Paris
Priscilla Paris
Priscilla Paris
Priscilla Paris
Priscilla Paris
Priscilla Paris
Priscilla Paris
Priscilla Paris
Priscilla Paris
I watch him run
And leap for joy
So happy to be here
He's just a dog
What can he know
About goodbye?
He acts as though
There's nothing missing
In this empty place
And even as he licks
The teardrops
Off my face
He doesn't realize, doesn't realize, doesn't realize
That I've begun to cry
He doesn't realize, doesn't realize, doesn't realize
That I just wanna die
He comes and plays
And rolls on over
In the uncut grass
He's just a dog
What can he care
About the weeds?
It doesn't matter to him
Now, that thre's just the two of us
And he keeps on bringing back to me
Ah, yeah, the ties he thought were lost
He doesn't realize, doesn't realize, doesn't realize
He's bringing back to me
He doesn't realize, doesn't realize, doesn't realize
All of those memories
And no, he doesn't realize, doesn't realize, doesn't realize
That I've begun to cry
Stands so proud
On the little hill
We used to climb
He's just a dog
And yet
He doesn't want to go
He seems to sense somehow
That all our lives
Were robbed of fear
And this is why
He feels the joy
We three knew that year
And he doesn't realize, doesn't realize, doesn't realize
That I just wanna die
He doesn't realize, doesn't realize, doesn't realize
That I-I've begun to cry
No, he doesn't realize, doesn't realize, doesn't realize
That I just wanna die
Ah, he doesn't realize, doesn't realize, doesn't realize
I'm now really crying
He doesn't realize, doesn't realize, doesn't realize
That I wanna die
Why he doesn't realize, doesn't realize, doesn't realize
Ah, ah
Doesn’t Realize was written by Priscilla Paris.
Doesn’t Realize was produced by Pardo Jones.