IMAGINE ME AND YOU, I DO,

BUT I'M THINKING TOO MUCH AND I'M STUDYING HOW THEY TOSS THE DICE

IT HAD TO BE SIMPLER BACK IN THE DAY WHEN OUR FOLKS WERE PRETTY CERTAIN THEY COULD FIND SOMEONE

NOW NONE OF IT'S ASSIGNED, WE JUST WANT A DATE

WHETHER DEAF OR BLIND OR DUMB

I LOOK AT YOUR NUMBER AND WONDER IF I SHOULD

CALL YOU UP

AND INVEST A DIME IN A MESSAGE WITH TEXT THAT DOESN'T

BELONG TO ME, BUT IT WOULD

EASE MY MIND TO KNOW IF THE SONGS I'M SINGIN ARE

IN A KEY YOU CAN COMPREHEND

IN TUNE WITH THE THOUGHTS YOU'RE PONDERING

IF SO WE CAN BOTH STOP WONDERING…

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