It's Mary that now comes to my side
She smiles at me then she says she's fine
"You drive let's go checkout things around
There's a bunch of things to do in this town
Turn on the radio, hit the road
Easy your Caravan is old"
We finally park at the Kendall square
In her pocket there's a lighter for a cigarette
And I start to think she's not that fine
Mary is hiding what she feels as it seems
Yes, she keeps her secrets in a shell
Where no one can find them
Mary is more beautiful than she thinks
I will try to describe how she is
She keeps her mind quite pure and broad
And she tells me things I'd never thought
Love all the poems she has made
Innocent but sharp as a blade
Behind the lines a secret a message
I still keep trying but I can't get it
Ain't got no clue 'bout her frown
Mary is hiding what she feels as it seems
Yes, she keeps her secrets in a shell
Where no one can find them
So Mary still thinks that I'm a fool
She keep saying life can make me feel blue
But I can tell from the faces I've seen
Not every person here fits in
Let's finish it here and go home
Mary is hiding what she feels as it seems
Yes, she keeps her secrets in a shell
Where no one can find them
Where no one can find them
Where no one can find them
I'm sure gonna find it