It's all so new to me
What am I supposed to think? do I like you? how can i? how can you? I don't see it I don't understand I do not know you yet I have not held your hand Though I've seen you around I've judged and I've thought You're too much of a person to be judged as not So I'll let you in tell me your secrets and I'll tell you mine but promise you'll keep them That night is too soon I know not what to say I can't wait 'til the end of that glorious day My memory of it will stick until end no matter how hard it hurts I'll be able to mend But none of this is present on this very day I'm just thinking about the future in an odd way So when this week's over I'll know what to do I'll know how I feel and I'll know what to choose. Written January 15th, 2002 © on Jan 15 2002 12:38 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"What am I supposed to think?..."