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My thoughts are hazy

I'm feelin' lazy

They say I'm goin' crazy

Well, maybe they're right

cuz I don't put up a fight

when they say it to my face

my mind is in space when they talk to me



I send out lots of signals

but the signals get crossed

By the time you get the message

the meaning is lost



Get closer...go away

Hold me...let me go

I don't wanna see you

Yet I can't see enough of you



My mind is in space

when they talk to me

there's a delayed reaction

my mind does not function



I look but don't see

I listen but don't hear

I talk but don't say much

I feel but do not touch

I'm logical but it doesn't make sense

Hiding emotion is the ultimate defense



I don't wanna be a fool

though I don't have pride

Love has no rules

so I take it in stride



I think about you all the time

Penny for your thoughts? Mine are worth at least a dime...



When you get close I back away

I need my space to your dismay

It's not that I don't like you

I'm not afraid you won't like me

I think I like you too much

That's my main anxiety



I want you and need you

yet I back away

I approach you not knowing what to say

I'd like to get to know you

and see you some more

But I guess I should prepare you

You don't know what you're in for

Lots of hang-ups and doubts

and some uncertain fear

that you could do without

so I won't let you come near

I'm with you in spirit

although it doesn't show

you probably don't wanna hear it

but I need to let you know