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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