I never know, I am never sure…
Holding my own, thinking.
Not knowing, with a knowledge of the need for clearly knowing
Still, I could not tell, I did know
I could not express, I had no way…
It did not matter what I said, how I was received.
No one knows, why I do all that what I do
We met, we spoke, we looked into each others’ eyes
But, we did not hold hands,
We never knew, we were not sure
If we should have or we could …