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 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 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

　　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