Ooooo, can you see how much I care
In the dresses that I wear, in the tresses of my hair
Ooooo, should I be lending all my time
Should I be spending my last dime at the ending of my prime
Weigh the pros and cons and tell me where you land
Pray you're chosen on the right side of the line that has been drawn across the sand
Hope it will encompass me
Send an invite to meet me behind my eyelids
I'll loosen up a tad and I won't feel bad
Knowing you had a way different view than I did
I'll leave with what I had and I won't feel bad at all
Don't ask me, how is my band