k.d. lang
"You're O.K."


I am wrought with paranoia 
Or I have brought myself before you 
Nakedly awaiting you're o.k. 

Could it be that I annoy you 
Flaunting ways that I adore you 
I have no control here either way 

* I awake at night with it 
And in spite of it 
It unravels me 
It's begun to frighten me 

Is it so that my persistance 
Blocks the path of least resistance 
Maybe I'm just getting in your way 

**But I'm alright 
If you're o.k. 
Ya, I'm alright 
If you're O.K. 

Can you offer some assistance 
Let me in on how, for instance 
I should be convincing you to sway 

(repeat *)