Questions Songtext
von Lutha

Just this morning, I asked a question
And it seems that I hurt your pride
By this evening, I had no answer
And it seems that you had to hide
I hurt your pride
If I asked you the same old question
Wrapped around in a thousand words
Painted up with a million answers
Would it still seem as if it hurt?
It seems absurd Would you want me if I was to say, "It′s a brand new day
There's no need to pray or worry." Let me put it another way
If you want to stay, you don′t have to say you're sorry
Any time that I ask a question
You take the meaning another way
So the question becomes the answer
And the answer just drifts away
Drifts away
What can I say?