Every little symbol…
And every little sign…
(Oh)
I'm born, I'm bred,
I'm changing my direction instead.
My heart, my head,
My reasoning is complicated.
Every little symbol, every little sign.
Tells me something different every single time.
I can tell its secret, not for me to know.
Give me what I need and I will let it go.
Writer(s): Andrew Sinclair
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