I wish I understood my mind trying to trick me now and then.
But I can trick it back I find, if I will open up again.
I push some feelings down, especially if they seem too bad.
If I'd look once more, I'd see that feelings are just "had."

Morality is not what you feel, it's what is right or wrong,
Happy/sad aren't what you know, but signs as you go along.
These signals tell me I need to do something differently.
They don't say "Bad! or Good!" But "Look again, carefully."

So I look again, and, to my friend, say what it is I need.
They may love me very much, but still my mind can't read!
It's not a one way street we're walking on today.
I need you and you need me so let's not forget to say,

"I'm lonely, I'm hurting, I'm mad as I can be"
Cause you might want to tell me, too, that you're mad at me!
When I am free to tell you all, then I make you free, too.
And we can be real friends at last, so I'm inviting you.

Tell me if you're sad or sick, tell me if you're strong.
Tell me if you want some space or if I can come along.
I'll tell you, too. You tell me three. I'll tell you four and five.
By six and seven we should keep our love alive!