Keep staying away from me as you do
My lingering confusion and attachment to you
Makes a wonderful little engine that keeps me on the move.
I donít want the feel of love to come from your hands
Or for you to lead a dashing crusade of romance
Listen to my message: donít reciprocate.
I hope I always feel the yearning
Towards a desired ending
So that I can keep creating
And one day win lots of fame.
For if my love were all requited
And in bliss we were united
To live contentedly, delighted
Iíd die happy without a name.
My egoís a growing little monster
Who wants his footprints in concrete.
Heís learned how to play and with a sneaky grin
Plans to pull out the rug from your feet.