You must be the one he waited for. He said I would know you by the blue in your eye. Checkered suit, a fancy vest and a polka-dot tie. You answer to that description, I guess that you’re the guy... Neuro doesn’t blog here any more. It’s too bad you didn’t call before. He just bought a jeans that ties with ribbons above. Brand new shoes, a pretty hat, the latest style gloves. He really looked so alluring and just waiting for your love... But Neuro doesn’t blog here any more. It was spring, there was romance in the air and everything seemed for loving hearts to share. And there was he just as lonely and as blue as he could be... that’s the reason: Neuro doesn’t blog here any more. Might have been your picture that he tore. He was oh so faithful, a beautiful side. Waiting for the letter that you promised to write. A gentleman with a top hat called his out the other night. Neuro doesn’t blog here any more.