You might be wonderin', what's wrong with me Why am I just sittin' here, so quietly Not sayin' much, when there's so much that I could say Well, I'm not big on talkin', it's just not my way Now, don't get me wrong, I'm all for speaking up I believe that talkin' has its place, but it's a matter of how much So, before you pass your judgement on what I never said Here's a glimpse, inside my head Sometimes my thoughts are bitter and sometimes they're so sweet Interwoven like the subtleties in a Scotch served neat Some melancholy dissonance or a celestial symphony Oh, I might share with you a thought Or two, but their mostly just for me I'm just, one of those quiet kind of guys I offer no excuses and I won't apologize I just don't believe that every thought deserves a Word, and when everybody's talkin', who gets heard Oh, there's lots of thoughts, goin' on inside my head Some that I will speak out loud and some that won't be said So, please don't take offense, assume intent or misconstrue Any thoughts that I don't choose to share with you Sometimes my thoughts are bitter and sometimes they're so sweet Interwoven like the subtleties in a Scotch served neat Some melancholy dissonance or a celestial symphony Oh, I might share with you a thought Or two, but their mostly just for me Ya, I might share with you a thought Or two, but their mostly just for me