Guessing Game

I could be trembling when I talk to you

I could be making up all sorts of things that are not true

I could tell a half truth, but I cannot tell a lie

I could tell a story that is ten feet high

My stomach flutters

And I feel sometimes ashamed

I'm a castle with broken shutters

And this is not a guessing game

I could make a plea so that you and I could be we

And I could say:

"Oh, it's a must that you and I should be us,"

All the answers I could guess

And you would be so so impressed

But I would never get a "yes,"

'Cause I have not the guts to guess

Oh...

My stomach flutters

And I feel sometimes ashamed, oh

I'm a castle with broken shutters

And this is not a guessing game

I could be listening, but this is not a guessing game

I'd guess all the answers, but this is not the same

I could be trembling, I could be afraid

I could be wallowing, wallowing when

You think I've got it made