[music]http://city.sz.net.cn/images/2006-11/16/0011031614570153196538.mp3 [/music] every time 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 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'm feeling 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 i'll never see just what we're meant to be
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
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
