Some Of Those Things

Some of those things cannot be named to shame
One of those things I don’t have a name
I consider it beautifies
Of the odds all in my eyes
Some of those times I can’t remember
My conscience can hold no longer
I’m just drawn and drawn closer
I have to force restrain this order

Some of those things forbidden to look
It may be good, it may be cute,
I stop my gaze caught all on you
It’s just the way how you look good
If you’ll ask me to speak my mind
I have nothing to say this time
I can wink and if you squint your eyes
I turn away and look back twice

One of those things I’m curious
How do I feel so nervous?
Of the odds what makes me wonder
Those few things that make me fonder
When do you want the sun to shine?
When do you want it to rain?
There’s nothing standing between
Some of those things I’ve seen

Some of those things cannot be named to shame
One of those things I don’t have a name
I consider it beautifies
Of the odds all in my eyes