Who Knows
Daniel Caesar · Son Of Spergy
I'll probably be a waste of your time, but who knows?
Chances are I'll step out of line, but who knows?
Lately, you've set up in my mind
Yeah, girl, you, and I like that
Lately, I've been thinking that perhaps I am a coward
Hiding in a disguise of an ever-giving flower
Incompetent steward of all of that sweet, sweet power
Yesterday was feeling so good, now it's gone
I'd feel like that always if I could, is that wrong?
Tell me 'bout the city you're from
Is it hot? Does it snow there?
Lately, I've been thinking 'bout my precarious future
Will you be there with me by my side, my girl, my shooter?
Who's to say who calculates? Not me, I'm no computer
Is it a crime to be unsure?
In time, we'll find if it's sustainable
You're pure, you're kind, mature, divine
You might be too good for me, unattainable
Maybe we get married one day, but who knows?
Think I'll take that thought to the grave, but who knows?
I know that I'll love you always
Yeah, girl, you, and I like that
Chances are I'll step out of line, but who knows?
Lately, you've set up in my mind
Yeah, girl, you, and I like that
Lately, I've been thinking that perhaps I am a coward
Hiding in a disguise of an ever-giving flower
Incompetent steward of all of that sweet, sweet power
Yesterday was feeling so good, now it's gone
I'd feel like that always if I could, is that wrong?
Tell me 'bout the city you're from
Is it hot? Does it snow there?
Lately, I've been thinking 'bout my precarious future
Will you be there with me by my side, my girl, my shooter?
Who's to say who calculates? Not me, I'm no computer
Is it a crime to be unsure?
In time, we'll find if it's sustainable
You're pure, you're kind, mature, divine
You might be too good for me, unattainable
Maybe we get married one day, but who knows?
Think I'll take that thought to the grave, but who knows?
I know that I'll love you always
Yeah, girl, you, and I like that
About Who Knows
"Who Knows" shows how a single track can carry a listener toward Daniel Caesar's larger sound. Rather than relying on unsupported chart or album claims, a useful blurb can describe the recording in terms of feel: the shape of its hook, the pacing of the arrangement, and the attitude suggested by the title. Songs with concise titles often work because they leave room for the performance to define the meaning. In that sense, "Who Knows" is best treated as a focused listening point, a track whose value comes from mood, replayability, and the artist's recognizable presence.