You hear only one thing,
With your old fashioned senses,
You're always singing the same old song,
You say first impressions are important,
She's not so bad, her tune has changed, same words,
You think something's wrong,
I'm never sure what's the real thing,
What she says or what she does,
Never saying 'I love you too',
Maybe she likes me alot,
She pushes me away when I try to touch her,
But hugs me every time,
Like stereo,
Two sided, two sounds, one message,
Maybe I should listen the way you do old-timer.