I gotta hand it to ya.
You just breeze through life, pretty as you please.
I wish I could see through ya.
But the more I squint, the less I see.
I'm in a sinking boat a rowing, slowly going down.
I ain't too sure which way I'm going. Trying not to drown.
I wanna get through to ya, but the more I try,
The more you're looking right through me.
How does a guy get your attention?
When it seems as though you're in another world?
How can I travel that dimension?
Is there an area code? Are you the only girl?
