Clueless

She says, "Sorry for the mess", clearly trying to impress
"This is nothing", I profess, "No worries, you're fine"
She rushes to pick up the clothes that had just been on the floor
We sit on the edge of her bed and we talk for a while

Do you think she has seen I'm captivated by her speech?

Or is she clueless?
Clueless of all of the things I used to say?
Well, I hope she's clueless
I feel no desire to try and explain
But I wonder what it could change

I've been hiding from a friend feelings I've tried to forget
Tell me, could you even imagine the type?
The type to find a way 'round words being said
If I had the guts, I'd go nuts for your hand in mine

Do you think she has been reciprocating everything?

Or is she clueless?
Clueless of all of the things I used to say?
Well, I hope she's clueless
I feel no desire to try and explain
But I wonder what it could change

I wonder what it could change
I wonder what it could change
I wonder what it could change
I wonder what it could change
I wonder what it could change
I wonder what it could change
If she wasn't clueless