QUITE CONTRARY

I love you, I love you not.
I love you a little, I love you a lot.
Why do I keep on changing my mind?
Because you keep changing all the time.

One day you're peculiar, the next day you're fine.
One day you're an angel, another you're a swine.
This madness can't go on; I can't figure you out.
So see me some time, when you know what you're about.

8 February 2002