Didn't expect the voice that cut through,
the sound and the light obscured you.
Too weak in the knees not pretty like these,
other girls that surround you.
I'm a stranger I guess, never wearing that dress,
or a face that covers my own. I cut off my hair,
no it wasn't a dare, don't worry I'm not alone.
*what does it mean, it means not a thing,
The stage will always hold me. In warm loving arms, never to harm,
keep me wrapped in your electric charm.*
I tried oh so long to sing the popular song, it didn't fit me.
I found the real kind of sweet heart and good mind, feeling oh so fine.