When I was youngerworrying about it

Trying to make these decisions for myself

And I go on to ask myself what's right and wrong about it

And I don't really know what makes itask yourself



Now I see youyou want to ask me

I want you to ask meI want you to ask me

What does it matter?  what does it mean? 

Sometimes I don't know why you want to try and help me

I get so confused

I start to fall over backwards

Then I ask this to myselfand see within myself

And wonder what it meansand ask these questions to myself



Now I'm a little bit older

And I'm not a hell of a lot wiser

So I've gotta sit down and contemplate it



Should I talk to the mirrorshould I talk to a wall

Should I even talk at all

Would a little tiny bit of action

Would it make it even seem to matter anymore

I guess it matters just to you



All this I've done for you