Here he is
A boy who can't solve your problems
He wouldn't know the first way to solve them
He wouldn't know the first place to start
Here he is
A boy who can't shoulder your burdens
Whose misgivings about you will worsen
Before your decisionless heart
Who can say
What good your good does anyway?
Who can tell
If when you intend well, then will it end well?
Here he is
A boy who can't solve your problems
How could he? You won't say you've got them
To think that he could is absurd
Here he is
A boy who doesn't know you will hurt him
How could he? You hide behind curtains
How could he? You don't use your words
Who can say
What good your good does anyway?
Who can tell
If when you intend well, then will it end well?
Here you are
A girl who can't solve your problems
You've gone from the top to the bottom
You run from the east to the west
Here you are
A girl who knows her mind outside nothing
Whatever you do will be sudden
Whatever you think you'll think best
Who can say
What good your good does anyway?
Who can tell
If when you intend well, then will it end well?
And when you intend well, then will it end well?
And when will it end well and when will it end well?