She can only see past certain views,
She doesn't think that she will lose, and with this we just cannot get along,
I must admit I like her a lot,
This infatuation just won't stop, and in the end I know I must be wrong.

I wonder...I wonder why,
I wonder...I wonder why.

Indication of infatuation complicates this situation,
It's making me search out a real escape,
This creation of this relation and concentration of admiration has got me dumb and all bent out of shape.

I wonder...I wonder why,
I wonder...I wonder why.

But I'm ignorant, stubborn, and stupid; I won't take the time to give in to the fact that I must wait and let him show me where to begin,
If I go ahead and try to find her by myself, I'll make a mistake,
When will I learn that this big decision is not mine to fully make'

With this now that I must mention, so that I can stop this stupid tension and free myself from feeling selfish greed,
My sinful motives and bad intentions have been brought to my attention, and even now I know I deny need.

I wonder...I wonder why,
I wonder...I wonder why.

But I'm ignorant, stubborn, and stupid; I won't take the time to give in to the fact that I must wait and let him show me where to begin,
If I go ahead and try to find her by myself, I'll make a mistake,
When will I learn that this big decision is not mine to fully make'