Little girl's arms open wide Two ways to go but you can't decide Follows all rules has no say Ends up in somebody else's play Close your eyes 'cause you
The scientist purported that there ain't no purpose And the theologian told me that it's all been designed And I'm trying to maintain objectivity The
I give to you, you take from me We live in perfect harmony But I know you can't give me what I need Wwith subtle care and rosey hues We duke it out, we
The silent stray inertia No burden on my back No determinance, no ballast No chance of looking back It doesn't matter what's ahead It's time I'll hit