Sorry Pakhi, no matter what I do
It is not you that I am thinking about
It is the thought that someone is lurking-n-murking around
That keeps going through my head round-n-round
It is not your smile that is playing in my head
But the thought that someone wants to get inside my head
That is right, someone wants to get there between my ears
And is literally driving me crazy - almost to tears
OK I confess I am getting forgetful - yeah, I am a mess
But not over you Pakhi
For I know how to keep my loved ones happy and full of zest
But someone is making a fool of me for real, this is not a jest
What is that? Come on again ... ... ... ...
You want time to think and sort out yourself?
To tell the truth, I too need some time to get a grip
And find out who it is - that is conning me out of my wits