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.