You dyed your hair this year   You didn't like the color   Looked the same to me   The same, but only darker   You cut your hair last year   I find it makes you taller   And your face looks smooth   You really do look younger   And you envied me once truly   For my youth and all my beauty   It was nice of you to tell me   Oh I wonder why you told me   And I wish you would've seen me more   In the letter you sent me once   You wrote of all you'd seen and done   Said that you quite missed me   Me, I grew my hair out   And the dye is almost gone now   But I've grown too much since then   And you think my youth is gone   But said that's good and bad   Though this makes me kind of sad   It was nice of you to tell me   Oh I wonder why you told me?   But I wish you would have left me alone