Every time I think of you
I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue
Itīs no problem of mine
But itīs a problem I find
"iving a life that I canīt leave behind
But thereīs no sense in telling me
The wisdom of the fool wonīt set you free
But thatīs the way that it goes
And itīs what nobody knows
well every day my confusion grows
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
Iīm waiting for that final moment
You say the words that I canīt say
I feel fine and I feel good
Iīm feeling like I never should
Whenever I get this way
I just donīt know what to say
Why canīt we be ourselves like we were yesterday
Iīm not sure what this could mean
I donīt think youīre what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I hurt someone else
Then Iīll never see just what weīre meant to be
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
Iīm waiting for that final moment
You say the words that I canīt say.