It's not your stature that tilts the scale It's not your know-how that whites me pale Haven't you noticed I so often succumb Day in the novice I just suck on my thumb Singing the harmony to the melody at home March like a soldier to the beat of your drum Anne Marie It is all in your delivery Can you help that you belittle me It's not your fault I feel so small Anne Marie I call to question This pattern of disease A predilection Of yet another hearts decree Because there a rythm pulsin out of control Driving us switfly away from our goal Here in my heart baby it's carving a hole Handing me a week and trade in my soul Anne Marie It is all in your delivery Can you help that you belittle me It's not your fault I feel so small Anne Marie Anne Marie Anne Marie What you doin? What you doin? ... to me... to me... to me Watch your tongue Watch your tongue Oh Anne Marie It is all in your delivery And I am trying now to make you see yeah Oh we work this hard the better we Or am I sadder now hopelessly Anne Marie It is all in your delivery baby And I'm trying now to make you see It's not your fault I feel so small Anne Marie Anne Marie What you doin... to me?