martes, noviembre 23, 2004

Everytime I see you falling..

Everytime 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
While 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'm feeling like I never should
Whenever I get the way, I just don't know what to say
Why can't 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.

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