I want to read your thoughts. To get inside your head
I would have told you all the secrets that I've kept
You're still a mystery to me, your look's so very sad
You're still so far away, shouldn't you be glad?
I wish I could have asked the questions that I've had
To reveal all the secrets so well-kept in your head
You're somehow special, but somehow strange
To figure out who you really are I must have walked this path instead of you ...