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 the 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 gose 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 the final moment You say the words that I can't say
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