You might think that I never did love you,
and I can't blame you for feeling
that way.
Although it was something that I
felt quite deeply,
I never could seem to get my
tongue to say.
Capo II
A - E A / A - G A :||
The
thoughts are there with feeling to spare,
but
all that comes out is a jumble of words.
A - D A / A - E A
I ponder life's deepest
questions.
My thoughts wander off to I don't
know where,
so whenever you ask just what I'm
thinking,
I come up empty, with nothing to
share.
Maybe I've never made it beyond
raw feeling.
Maybe I relate to the world
preverbally.
Maybe you think that this makes
me stupid.
I'm getting to the point where
that's all right with me.
I articulate my inner world with
my best effort.
trying not to get caught by fear,
anger and such.
'Cause when I reduce this life to
an explanation,
it tends to get my panties in
more of a bunch.