| Everytime I think of you | |
| I get a shot right thru into a bolt of blue | |
| It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find | |
| Living a life that I can't leace 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 everyday my confusion grows | |
| *Everytime I see you falling | |
| I get down on my knees and pray | |
| 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 jurt someone else | |
| Then I'll never see just what were meant to be | |
| (Repeat*) |