When He Sees Me

I stick with real things
Usually facts and figures
When information's in its place
I minimise the guessing game
Guess what - I don't like guessing games
Or when I feel things
Before I know the feelings
How am I s'posed to operate
If I'm just tossed around by fate
Like, on an unexpected date!
With a stranger who might talk to fast,
Or ask me questions about myself
Before I've decided that
He can ask me questions about myself
He might sit too close
Or call the waiter by his first name
Or eat oreos, but eat the cookie before the cream
But what scares me the most, what scares me the most...
Is what if when he sees me,
What if he doesn't like it?
What if he runs the other way
And I can't hide from it?
What happens then?
If when he knows me
He's only disappointed?
What if I give myself away
To only get it given back?
I couldn't live with that
So I'm just fine
Inside my shell-shaped mind
This way I get the best view
So when he sees me
I want him too.
I'm not defensive
I'm simply being cautious
I can't risk reckless dating
Due to my miscalculating, why
A certain suitor stands in line
I've seen in movies
Most made for television
You cannot be too careful
When it comes to sharing your life
I could end up a miserable wife
He could be criminal
Some sort of psychopath
Who escaped from an institution
Somewhere where they don't have girls
He could have masterminded someway to find me
He could be colourblind
How untrustworthy is that?
He could be less than kind
Or even worse he could be very nice
He could have lovely eyes
And make me laugh, come out of hiding
What do I do with that? Oh God...
What if when he sees me
I like him and he knows it?
What if he opens up a door
And I can't close it?
What happens then?
If when he holds me
My heart is set in motion?
I'm not prepared for that
I'm scared of breaking open
But still I can't help from hoping...
To find someone to talk to
Who likes the way I am
Someone who when he sees me
Wants to again