Choose to Wonder

She speaks, and I choose to wonder what would happen if I went ahead and took a chance. After all, no one ever has to know. And it stays that way.
What's with all these doubts? Why are my feelings so hard to understand? Why can't I just make up my mind, and realize I can?

Well I think that I know just what's wrong with me- it's got to be that I just don't understand me. And I need someone.
I'm at the end of my line, and I need someone. Fall back away from me. 'Cause I won't take help from you. I'm fine. I'm not as sick as you think I am.
I need to figure this one out on my own. I'm sorry. It's all right.