I Am Not Me

When you take me Into the field of gla*s and rain and then You get me looking again I say, "Caroline, No need to spell it backwards That's 'eniloraC'." You say, "I'm not so sure I am not me." When you take me Onto the lake of frozen storms, and then You tell me as it gets cold You get warm again And then as you get warmer You perform again You heat me up and smile, "I am not me." So sha-la-la-la me Oh, sha-la la-la me When I take you Into the chamber of the sun and then You take me 'cause it's a deal I say, "Caroline, No need to be so naked We've been introduced." You say, "I'm not so sure. I am not me." So sha-la-la-la me Oh, sha-la la-la me Two, three, four