Vixen

Fumblin' for a sign, searchin' for ways to find
Answers that slip from me, visibility
Wish that I could see
Somewhere inside my head, something that someone said
Whispers of mystery – my intuition speaks to me
I listen carefully
I hear a little voice
I hear a little voice
Huntin' for evidence, matter of self defense
Lookin' for clues and then it all becomes clear
I just need to hear
Asking your whereabouts, figuring it all out
Why am I wondering – why do I question myself?