You dyed your hair this year You didn't like the color Looked the same to me The same, but only darker You cut your hair last year I find it makes you taller And your face looks smooth You really do look younger And you envied me once truly For my youth and all my beauty It was nice of you to tell me Oh I wonder why you told me And I wish you would've seen me more In the letter you sent me once You wrote of all you'd seen and done Said that you quite missed me Me, I grew my hair out And the dye is almost gone now But I've grown too much since then And you think my youth is gone But said that's good and bad Though this makes me kind of sad It was nice of you to tell me Oh I wonder why you told me? But I wish you would have left me alone