| I don’t know how to love him,
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| What to do, how to move him.
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| I’ve been changed, yes, really changed.
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| In these past few days when I’ve seen myself
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| I seem like someone else.
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| I don’t know how to take this
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| I don’t see why he moves me.
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| He’s a man, he’s just a man.
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| And I’ve had so many men before
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| In very many ways:
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| He’s just one more
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| Should I bring him down? |
| Should I scream and shout?
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| Should I speak of love — let my feelings out?
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| I never thought I’d come to this — what’s it all about?
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| Don’t you think it’s rather funny
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| I should be in this position?
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| I’m the one who’s always been
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| So calm, so cool, no lover’s fool
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| Running every show
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| He scares me so.
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| I never thought I’d come to this — what’s it all about |