Mixed signals

Mixed signals, what can she do with you
Let the eternal healer have a say
Bless her with the numbness of inaction
Have no fear of a bad repercussion

Mixed signals, how does she deal with you
Take things in her resolute stride
Every step assuring that serenity is closer
When has sense ever won sentiment over?

Mixed signals, how does she interpret you
The playful smile with that twinkle in his eye
His weary sigh everytime she says goodbye
Do they all make her reality sway high

Mixed signals, you show your gloomy face
Sever all ties, he dares not
Wait for him to take a stance
As she hangs on in a hopeful trance

Mixed signals, could she be so wrong to read epics
Between lines where no word was ever written
Her radar couldn't have gone so astride
But every crest is a trough from the other side

Mixed signals, should she trade certainty for you
Would she rather take hope, feeble or false
Than have her dreams crushed with a firm no
One that crushes her dreams and callously tramps in the dirt

Mixed signals, will she confide in you
Become an addict, you ease her agony
Will she seek you every blistering minute
And close her eyes with a fleeting glimpse of relief?

Now playing: Black. Like anything else stands a chance.