Sitting at the table, I can't gather my thoughts I'd like to tell what is on my mind But it's not Of any interest to you And you're s beautiful Arranging words And putting sentences in the right Order just to stumble over when I try To tell you that you drive me mad Words stuck in my throat, no I won't tell you now I could write a letter but your door's next to mine And it's not Of any interest to you Somebody get me out of here