This is a song Keven Probst wrote that we had been playing for many years. This version is all me. Kind of folk rock in style.

Lyrics

Sometimes I wonder
What would be, if you had kicked me out your front door?
It don’t matter, I will still wish you will
Even though you’d like to see me wrote in hell
Going Crazy, Crazy but not for you
Hazy, I know somewhere the skies are so blue

Late last night, I see you walking down the street
Thinking you’re so cool, like you can’t be beat.
It’s no wonder, why you set and pretend
It’s clear to me know why you had no friends
Going Crazy, A little crazy but not over you
Hazy I know somewhere the skies are so blue

Late last night, I laid a wake in my bed
I think of all those things you and I had said
It’s don’t matter I will still wish you will
Even though you would like to see my ass rot in hell
Going Crazy, a little crazy but now for you
I’m hazy, I know some were the skies are so blue
Things are hazy, A little crazy but not for you

I’m going crazy but not for you
I’m going crazy but not for you
Crazy but not for you
A little crazy and so are you