Oh jeez, think that I'm gonna leave
(I think I'm gonna leave)
Your patterns leave an idea about what's up your sleeve
(I've seen what's up your sleeve)
When I hear the plea
You ask me
To step back, blotting
Think you don't want to see what you do
You delete info on an ancient scroll
(Delete from the scroll)
You don't admit it when you stoop low
(Have not heard you admit)
If I stay
I fear who I might be (I fear who I might be)
Each time I let it roll over
It just rolled over me (it just rolled over me)
(Oh jeez, where'd the time go?)
(Now it's time to say goodbye)