Love With A Thinker

She's a definite thinker It don't take a genius to see There's something ticking behind those eyes What does she think of me She has the answer when I don't know what to ask And always lets me know so innocently But when she gets that certain look on her face I wonder what will be left when she's finished with me God help me, I'm in love with a thinker Save me, lips of a singer Help me, feet of a dancer Save me, I'm in love with a thinker