Beads Would Be Neat

I was thinking how to keep you from sneaking a peek around my barriers ore my levees I was thinking of some beads though I could not be discreet the beads would be neat I just need to know that you will never get to me If I were to let you in I know I'd be deceived Now you're knocking at my door, twisting knobs and even more You're shielding your glassees Stepping up to the window I pull the shade down very slow You're mouthing something to me The glass is thick I can't hear the words you try to speak I am able to withdraw into my calm retreat