Every time I think of you,
I feel shot 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.
But that's the way that it goes,
And it's what nobody knows,
Well every day my confusion grows.
Every time 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'm feeling 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.
Every time 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.
Every time 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.