Saturday, August 6, 2011
Every time I think of you
I get a shot right through
Into a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine
but it's a problem I find
Living the life that I can't leave behind ...
There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free
But that's the way that it goes
And it's what nobody knows
And every day my confusion grows ...
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You say the words that I can't say
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