every time i think of you
i get a shot right through 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 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
and 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\'ll 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 hurt someone else
then we\'d never see just what we\'re meant to be