You are walking through the park and people start looking at you.
They wonder what's going on, if there's something with you.
I catch up and then we meet, and I shyly greet and you say Hello..
It feels awkward to talk, so we just silently walk along the path.
I know you are one of the special ones.
You make me feel all undone.
But I don't know what you're feeling.
So I ask with some need: What do you feel?
I like you and I wonder if you like me too.
You reach out for my hand and I don't understand.
So we just walk together and talk to each other ‘bout all kinds of things.
Which are so uncomplicated and you're so sophisticated and clever.
I know you are one of the special ones.
You make me feel all undone.
But I don't know what you're feeling.
So I ask with some need: What do you feel?