Don't ask my feelings

 

Suzanne Vega – Luka

I

My name is Raven, my feathers tinted white;

my head up in the sky, guess seen me ranting before.

If you hear something, heartbreak, blight;

some kind of trouble, in the middle of the night.

Just don't ask my feelings to be yours;

you're married, I moved on who cares!

We can't be friends, remove the band-aid, right.

II

I guess, its because I'm goofy, Adventure Times Ice King;

I try to act all cool, but whenever falling in Love...

Maybe because I'm zealous, haven't got a single bling.

It only hit me, then I tried, after that you don't ring;

I don't want to argue anymore, a turtledove

turned to Whiteraven, wicked to the core!

Why should I be blue and cry in the wind?

III

I think, I'm Good, walking past your door again;

If you ask, I'm gonna abstain, none of your business.

Anyways, I guess I like to be alone with my game;

I like it broken, shattered, torn – Lets not blame.

I walk with Jesus, write Poetry, play chess;

sometimes listen how others and me confess!

To eat Supper on Crossroads and run Wild, untamed!