Clueless

She says, "Sorry for the mess", clearly trying to impress "This is nothing", I profess, "No worries, you're fine" She rushes to pick up the clothes that had just been on the floor We sit on the edge of her bed and we talk for a while Do you think she has seen I'm captivated by her speech? Or is she clueless? Clueless of all of the things I used to say? Well, I hope she's clueless I feel no desire to try and explain But I wonder what it could change I've been hiding from a friend feelings I've tried to forget Tell me, could you even imagine the type? The type to find a way 'round words being said If I had the guts, I'd go nuts for your hand in mine Do you think she has been reciprocating everything? Or is she clueless? Clueless of all of the things I used to say? Well, I hope she's clueless I feel no desire to try and explain But I wonder what it could change I wonder what it could change I wonder what it could change I wonder what it could change I wonder what it could change I wonder what it could change I wonder what it could change If she wasn't clueless