An un-explanation given

And I smiled at the night, at the darkness
Because I saw your face floating in the crowd;
In my happiest grasp I faced the unknown,
I guess I was mistaken, wrong, confused
So then you turned your head facing the dark,
Just when I thought I had rescued from it,
When I felt I was flying you grabbed my feet.

What was I thinking? what did I understand?
When things seemed to be so clear, I thought
Seems I'm not made to think, Don't I?
Come on now and forget me, I think I deserve it
Blessed is the one who gets your atention,
But I belive you mixed roles with someone;
And no-one explained me that situation,
Because, you know, I wasn't made for thinking.