I’ve been surprising myself
The plans I’m making
I keep surprising myself
The chances I’ve been taking
I get the feeling I’m invincible
A modern Casanova
The kind of rush that’s irresistable and
I’m flying high until
the whole thing starts turning over
Then I’m surprising myself
the thoughts I’m thinking
I keep surprising myself
The depths to which I’m sinking
The slightest movement to the other side and
I’m an instant victim
of the anxieties I chose to hide
Secretly wired to spring out
When my contentment tripped them
I keep surprising myself
I want no more surprises
I’m like a prisoner who’s been chained and bound and
given a clueless riddle
How can a man who won his higher ground
quickly go from high to low and
not even glimpse the middle?
I’ve been surprising myself
The hours I’m keeping
I keep surprising myself
The time I don’t spend sleeping
A given moment I’m forlorn at heart
Then the next my spirits are reeling
Sometimes I feel I’m being torn apart
I guess I wish it could happen somehow
Maybe then I’d know what I’m feeling
I keep surprising myself
I want no more surprises
