Why do I love you?
Why do I care?
Why do I want
to just sit and stare?
Why do you talk to me?
Why do you look?
Why do you think
you're just another boy in my book?
Why do I have
these feelings for you?
Why is it
that we are through?
Can you answer this?
Can you tell me why
you had to go
and keep me wondering why?
