Should I or should I not
The youth sat there and thought
Oh how gloriuos it was
AS he laid and mapped the Sun's course
Oh if only I could go see her agian today
But, alas I'm I doing it he right way
My heart is torn between thoght and deed
And sort these feelings out is truly a chore indeed
Lying on this Hill, listeninng to all these songs about love
Hoping to choose one especially for you, My Dove
I can't help but wonder, You and I, Who is more coy
My lady of mysteries or me a sixteen winters old boy
