Different Drum

You and I travel to the beat of a different drum Oh, can't you tell by the way I run? Every time you make eyes at me, oh You cry and moan and say it will work out But honey child, I've got my doubts You can't see the forest for the trees So, don't get me wrong, it's not that I knock it It's just that I am not in the market For a boy who wants to love only me, yeah Yeah and I ain't saying, you ain't pretty All I'm saying is, I'm not ready For any person, place or thing To try to pull the reins in on me So goodbye, I'll be leavin' I see no sense in crying and grieving We'll both live a lot longer If you live without me So, don't get me wrong, it's not that I knock it It's just that I am not in the market For a boy who wants to love only me, yeah Yeah and I ain't saying, you ain't pretty All I'm saying is, I'm not ready For any person, place or thing To try to pull the reins in on me Yeah, alright, alright Yeah, yeah, yeah