Dear Marie, tell me what it was I used to be 
Dear Marie, tell me what it was I used to be 
And if you’re further up the road can you show me what I still can’t see. 

Remember me, I’m the boy you used to love when we were fifteen 
Remember me, I’m the boy you used to love when we were fifteen 
Now I wonder what you think when you see me on the magazine. 

From time to time, I go looking for your photograph online 
From time to time, I go looking for your photograph online 
Some county judge in Ohio is all I ever find. 

Dear Marie, tell me do you still believe in me 
Dear Marie, tell me do you still believe in me 
Yeah I’ve got my dream but you’ve got family 
Yeah I’ve got my dream but you’ve got family 
Yeah I’ve got my dream but I guess it got away from me.