It was a question of proper perspective,
Conjecture, simplified illusion.
From your vantage point, you're taking
Advantage of the obvious conclusion.

I'm gonna get you now, I'm gonna get you now,
I'm gonna get you now, I'm gonna get you now.

Just a matter of mistaken identity,
Of the mad or the merely mistaken.
But when the truth comes out
And the facts roll in,
Will the innocent be really forsaken.

I'm gonna get you now, I'm gonna get you now,
I'm gonna get you now, I'm gonna get you now.

Now that you are seventeen
You are quite a beauty queen
Can you still remember when
You were on your daddy's knee
To recall, bring to mind love
You shared and you felt sometimes.

Looking about, see where you stand
On shaky ground.
I'm speaking out loud, speaking out loud,
You don't understand.
Moving around, moving around,
You get nowhere.
You're sadly mistaken, I truly care.

I'm gonna get you now, I'm gonna get you now,
I'm gonna get you now, I'm gonna get you now.

Poetic pages, lyrical phrases, prophetic sages
Still speaking from the past.
Another analogy an unchained melody
One more apology for not keeping to the task.

I'm gonna get you now, I'm gonna get you now,
I'm gonna get you now, I'm gonna get you now.