I ask myself so calmly in my gentle scapegrace

if these thoughts of you show any trace

I ask myself so serenely in my endless race

if my minds constant running is inhibiting my grace

I ask myself so seriously in my begrudged haste

if my soul is merely a simpleminded wraith

I ask myself so absently in my borderline blase

if my heart is really serious about the coming days

I ask myself so quietly in my spinning craze

if my body will just take a moment and enjoy life's gentle laze

I ask myself so meaningfully as I stare into your gaze

if it's possible to have ones heart willingly enslaved