There she goes again, makes me proud just like a mother

Holds onto his hand, makes him feel more than a brother

I’m a brand new bottle filled with vintage wine

The universe can’t change me thanks for asking, doing fine

Her eyes are colored mud and her hair is filled with knots

Mood changes like the seasons that won’t ever make her stop

I ask her how she’s doing but she loves to roam

Connie calls my name but I stay home

There she goes again oh that smile it makes you wonder

If I was her friend, could I stand among the thunder?

Sure, I’m just like her besides one tiny thing

I write my songs and play ‘em but Connie really sings

Her eyes are colored mud and her hair is filled with knots

Mood changes like the seasons that won’t ever make her stop

I ask her how she’s doing but she loves to roam

Connie calls my name but I stay home

There she goes again off to make a new creation

Lying here in bed, she extends an invitation

Oh I’d love to go but I’m afraid to lose

Can’t find a reason not to and I’m not about to choose

Her eyes are colored mud and her hair is filled with knots

Mood changes like the seasons that won’t ever make her stop

I ask her how she’s doing but she loves to roam

Connie calls my name but I stay home

Connie calls my name but I stay home