todd rundgren
i think you know
The visitors were never seen They missed my monologue between But I think you know The letters came, the letters went The last reply was never sent But I think you know I can't explain what's in my brain That tells me where to go But I think you know For I would draw a diagram To signify the things I am But I think you know And in the end it all boils down A useless bit of running 'round 'Cause I think you know And love I send to you my friend But never tell you so But I think you know