To what am I about to do, who would speak up
Who has the concern to tell me what is right
Who would care to tell me what is wrong
Maybe I was to like this person with such ploy
Her boyish actions speak louder than any word
Her rough handle breaks through any barrier
She may be hard but her smile was soft
I guess she is still a woman after all
So to whom it may concern really i ask?
If I like her and all her bewitching flaws