Rascal

And sometimes I feel that you would be great company for life
but when I start thinking, I get more questions than I can find answers for
And sometimes I feel what great joy our talking brings to this world
but when I start thinking, I wonder whether you sense this delight
And sometimes I feel the curves of our fate were enlaced long time back
but when I start thinking, I see our network of paths with no apparent import
And sometimes I feel – maybe I must make the first move and let you know
but when I start thinking, I worry if that will be less than being noble

when I notice that good guys end up last and not-so-good guys get the prize
I am still not drawn to consider the generality of this premise
But when I notice that chivalry and gentleness are overrated virtues
I begin to disbelieve the rein of such niceties
But when I notice that being less than gentle is as tough as being gentle
I am drawn into a mix-up – be myself or not be myself
But when I notice that being myself is holding me up
I am drawn to transform myself into a sort of little rascal