Innocent

I thought we had something good
Thought we connected, understood
But your distraction has been plain to see
The disillusion you can’t hide from me

Pick me up, put me down
Hold me close then turn around
Hurry home then hit the town
I’m supposed to carry on
Never knowing what was wrong
If not loving you is a crime
I am innocent

I’ve had enough I’m moving on
My self respect won’t let me carry on
I guess it’s customary to wish you well
But my leaving note told you to go to hell

Pick me up, put me down
Hold me close then turn around
Hurry home then hit the town
I’m supposed to carry on
Never knowing what was wrong
If not loving you is a crime
I am innocent, innocent, innocent

Pick me up, put me down
Hold me close then turn around
Hurry home then hit the town
I’m supposed to carry on
Never knowing what was wrong
If not loving you is a crime
I am innocent

Music and lyrics by Ian Henderson