Over your shoulder, please don't mind me
If my eyes have fallen onto your magazine
For 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
For 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 then pick myself up, so slowly I'll devour every
One of those books in the tower of knowledge
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