Everytime I think of you,
I feel a shock right through with a bolt of blue,
It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find,
Living a Life that I can't leave behind.
There's no sense in telling me,
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free,
And that's the way that it goes,
And it's what nobody knows,
Though everyday my confusion grows.
Everytime I see you falling,
I get down on my knees and pray,
I'm waiting for that final moment,
You say the words that I can't say.
I feel fine and I feel good,
I feel like I never should,
Whenever I get this way I just don't know what to say,
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday?
I'm not sure what this could mean,
I don't think you're what you seem,
I do admit to myself that if I hurt someone else,
Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be.
Everytime I see you falling,
I get down on my knees and pray,
I'm waiting for that final moment,
You say the words that I can't say.
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