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Every time I think of you
I get a short 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 cant leave behind
There’s no sense in telling me
The wisdom of the fool won’t set you free
But that’s the way that it goes
And it’s what’s nobody knows
And everyday my confusion grows
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knee and pray
I’m waiting for final moment
You 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 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 the final moment
You say the words that I can’t say
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