Walking The Maze

WALKING THE MAZE

Now here I’m walking, I’m not amused
Now what direction, I feel abused
Hey baby, what is going on. . .

What role am I playing, is this a rave
Are you the master, am I just a slave
Hey baby, what is going on . . .

This is so crazy, it’s hard to tell
I can’t stand it, I hate it like hell
What are you playing, you don’t tell me why

What’s your secret, what’s that face
Give me some clue, I am walking your maze
Are you the spider, I’m just a poor old fly

You tell me to get here, but then you’re gone
What is that letter, must this go on
Hey baby, what’s the game you play . . .

You made this plan, you said we would meet
And now I’m stuck here in this dead end street
Hey baby, what have you got to say . . .

What is this teasing, your smiling face
Give me some reason, I’m walking your maze
You are the spider, I’m just poor old me

Now this is crazy, I feel abused
What’s the answer, I’m not amused
Hey baby, what is going on. . .


14april09 bert vervoorn & Jacques Mees