in the thick of the woods ,reminded of all the goods,
under the dark sky ,just like a dying spy,
waiting for her arms or she had the arms ,her smile used to thrill me ,
or what she did has to kill me , its all so confusing never to realize ,
i had brains ever to analyze , its aint a story its aint a glory ,
what happened was never mine ,what it felt was never so divine ,
yet through the thickest of the rains ,or sometimes down the memory lane ,
whether i am stubborn or its my heart , whether i am the one or for my heart its all fun ,
never had an answer , never had a question ,
when i get in the dilemma ,there is just one conclusions ,
when it is not a science how can there be an equation.......................................................
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