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?