Over your shoulder, please don't mind me

If my eyes have fallen onto your magazine

Oh, I've been watching and wondering

Why your face is changing with every line you read

All those lines and circles, to me, a mystery

Eve pull down the apple and give taste to me

If she would be wonderful, but my pride is in the way

I cannot read to save my life, I'm so ashamed to say

I live in silence, afraid to speak

Of my life of darkness because I cannot read

All those lines and circles, to me, a mystery

Eve pull down the apple and give taste to me

If she could it would be wonderful

Then I wouldn't need someone else's eyes to see what's in front of me

No one guiding me

It makes me humble to be so green

At what every kid can do when he learns A to Z

But all those lines and circles

Just frighten me and I fear that I'll be trampled if you don't reach for me

Before I run, I'll have to take a fall

And when I pick myself up, so slowly

I'll devour every one of those books in the Tower of Knowledge