I was taught that I ought not to expose my inner senses Had no plan for a man, I was full of seld defenenses No I feel that I really should face the consequences My philosophic search has left me in the learch I was blind why my mind is behaving like a dancer Whats the clue to persue for I have to have the answer I could cry salty tears, Where have I been all these years? "Is it fun or should I run?" How long has this been this going on There were chills up my spine and some thrills I cant define "Does it show? and Who would know?" How long has this been going on? Ooooh I feel that I could melt into Heaven and Hurld I know how Columbus felt finding another world "Can I trust how I feel?" Is this my Achilles Look at me, I'm all at sea "How long has this been going on?" This is grand this is great, I'm in such a lovely state Can one kiss, do all of this?