The Moderately Talented Yet Attractive Young Woman vs. The Exceptionally Talented Yet Not So Attract

Your simple songs, small creations
 Always needing validation
 Your pouty face, your great photos
 Without them, baby, who would notice
 We met once, we were alone
 Backstage in Dallas
 Got your phone number
 What a good kisser
 I left for Tempe and I missed her
 But on stage you aren't strong
 I don't recall any songs
 But when you sang, you hit the notes
 I'll give you that, you didn't choke
 And you looked so good
 Like an actress from Hollywood
 And your eyes, they would glisten
 But no one listened
 And one day you'll be forty
 And trust me, babe, it ain't sporty
 You'll be pleased to be reviewed
 Cause there's always something new
 Someone young, press-friendly
 You'll be searching
 Travel hard, 'round the globe
 But does anyone know
 The moderately talented old woman
 Dreams that she once had
 You're a dream, a burning star
 The way you sing and play guitar
 The way your words cut through
 You cast a spell on the room
 But your eyes are fog
 And in your heart, many scars
 Lost friends, ex-lovers
 Hidden dads, buried mothers
 I could only love you like a friend, dark soldier
 Cause I got someone else, and you're older
 I didn't mean to go along, but God I love your songs
 What a night, what a moment, but don't read it wrong
 The moderately talented young woman
 The exceptionally talented old man
 The moderately talented young woman
 The exceptionally talented old man