Fool enough to almost be it Cool enough to not quite see it (doomed) Pick your pocket full of sorrow Run away with me tomorrow (June) But try and ease the pain Somehow feel the same Well - no-one knows where our secrets go Words defy the plans When I can, I will Send a heart to all my dearies When your life is so, so dreary (dream) I move into the straight and narrow While the harlots of my peril scream And I fail When I can, I will Try to understand when I can (I will) I just want to be me When I can, I will Try to understand when I can (I will)