What Has She Done To Me?

What has she done to me? Where did she go? Who did she believe? Oh no! What did she know? I've got a hundred questions I'd like to ask of you If you could answer one I believe that would do So many faces in a crowd Seems everyone's got something they want to shout about But I find myself thinking only of you There doesn't seem to be too much reason To think about anything else Everyone that I look at Seems to be lost within themselves So many faces in a crowd Seems everyone's got something they want to shout about But I find myself thinking only of you What has she done to me? Where did she go? Who did she believe? Oh no! What did she know? I've got a hundred questions I'd like to ask of you If you could answer one I believe that would do