they re not to know they just won t care i won t trade my secrets with a millionaire who offers me money to shed the truth nobody s business i m nobody s fool dreams are forgotten or misunderstood the right direction is somewhere through these woods this wood of rejection and big white lies nobody s business i ll wear nobody s ties pictures on postcards in a manor hall the smell of memories and a great big fall offer me raindrops or drops of moon nobody s business i ll sing nobody s tune