When He Sees Me

I stick with real things

Usually facts and figures

When information's in its place

I minimize the guessing game

Guess what?

I don't like guessing games

Or when I feel things

Before I know the feelings

How am I supposed to operate

If I'm just tossed around by fate?

Like on an unexpected date?

With a stranger who might talk too fast

Or ask me questions about myself

Before I've decided that

He can ask me questions about myself

He might sit too close

Or call the waiter by his first name

Or eat Oreos

But eat the cookie before the cream

But what scares me the most

What scares me the most

Is what if when he sees me, what if he doesn't like it?

What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it?

What happens then?

If when he knows me, he's only disappointed?

What if I give myself away, to only get it given back?

I couldn't live with that

So, I'm just fine, inside my shell-shaped mind

This way I get the best view

So that when he sees me, I want him to

I'm not defensive

I'm simply being cautious

I can't risk reckless dating

Due to my miscalculating

While a certain suitor stands in line

I've seen in movies

Most made for television

You cannot be too careful

When it comes to sharing your life

I could end up a miserable wife

But he could be criminal, some sort of psychopath

Who escaped from an institution

Somewhere where they don't have girls

He could have masterminded some way to find me

He could be colorblind

How untrustworthy is that

He could be less than kind

Or even worse he could be very nice, have lovely eyes

And make me laugh, come out of hiding

What do I do with that?

Oh, God

What if when he sees me

I like him and he knows it?

What if he opens up a door

And I can't close it?

What happens then?

If when he holds me

My heart is set in motion

I'm not prepared for that

I'm scared of breaking open

But still I can't help from hoping

To find someone to talk to

Who likes the way I am

Someone who when he sees me

Wants to again