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 Everyday 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.