What do I do
When the world isnt flat?
Its not as simple as looking back
And finding myself next to you

What must I do
When I feel the sea
And the wind through the trees
But you're in a cemented zoo?

What should I do
When all I have are pictures 
And words that bring a tear
As my feelings grow for you?

How do I do
The things my head tells me,
When my heart imprisons me
Do you have a clue?