I Got a Vision in My Head of How It Should Be
And I Wonder If That's How It Will Work Out
When She Sits Down Will I Be Smart
With a Grin On My Face
Or Will I Just Want Her to Get Out of My Head and My Mind
That's How It Goes That's How It Goes
Some Times I Think It Will Be So Right
And If She Shows and It's All Wrong
I Feel Her Hand Touch On My Arm
And My Skin Goes Cold How Can This Be
Why's It So Fake?
And Why's It So's Fault
How Should I Tell Her She Should Go
Cause It's All My Fault
I Let My Heart Get Ahead of My Mind
And Everything Else
That's How It Goes That's How It Goes
Sometimes I Think It Will So Right
And If She Chose and It's All Wrong