what do I think I'm doing, looking into your eyes?
am I seeing you or just trying to see myself?
I'm finding all these monsters in my ocean
but I've no harpoon to rid the water of them
what do I think I'm doing, feeling this way?
am I realizing your beauty or just stealing it?
I'm seeing all these bluebirds in your sky
but I've no bread crusts to feed them
so really, what do I think I'm doing?

09/02/2000

Posted on 10/26/2004
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