are there a million voices in my head or
just one that can't make up her mind or
is it just you trying to fit in there
telling me to go one way when
i want to go for another
its funny when you take the time to
realize every little impression that is made because
i had everything in order and all of the
voices in my head were getting along just fine and then
i fell in love with the way you walked your way and
watched as i was going for the other end and
i let your voice mix in with the
couple of voices in my head that were begging for your touch and
i know this isn't what you wanted to happen but
i'm not going my way anymore or
even yours either but
i'm just sitting down in the middle watching you
and i can't hear anything but the chaotic
voices in my head or
see anything but the swing in your step as you
pick up one foot after the other and
keep on walking