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
