I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind
But I'm not happier than you
I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind
But I'm not happier than you
Did I really see you, or was it a dream?
Dreaming that it was seamless
Not a trace of wrong
Words that we have spoken
Little did we know
No bigotry, no tears shed
Oh, if only
You tried to be polite
Thinking you were right
Only to find that you're unkind
But ironically
You will always be
Belle of the ball
At least to me
I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind
But I'm not happier than you
But my words are frail, not
Audible, they do
Not even convince me
Perhaps they are untrue
Truly with you the worst is
Always true, and I gave
You all the benefits
Of all the doubts I had
Never hope to be
As benign as me
Funny how you
Always get through
But ironically
You will always be
Belle of the ball
At least to me
