E-

very

time

I

think

of

you

I

feel

shot

right

through

with

a

bolt

of

blue

It's

no

prob-

lem

of

mine,

but

it's

a

prob-

lem

I

find

Li-

ving

a

life

that

I

can't

lea-

ve

be-

hind

There's

no

sense

in

tel-

ling

me

The

wis-

dom

of

the

fool

won't

set

you

free

But

that's

the

way

that

it

goes

and

it's

what

no-

bo-

dy

knows

Well,

e-

very

day

my

con-

fu-

sion

grows

E-

very

time

I

see

you

fal-

ling

I

get

down

on

my

knees

and

pray

I'm

wai-

ting

for

that

fi-

nal

mo-

ment

You say

the

words

that

I

can't

say

I

feel

fine

and

I

feel

good

I'm

fee-

ling

like

I

ne-

ver

should

Whe-

ne-

ver

I

get

this

way,

I

just

don't

know

what

to

say

Why

can't

we

be

our-

selves

like

we

were

yes-

ter-

day?

I'm

not

sure

what

this

could

mean

I

don't

think

you're

what

you

seem

I

do

ad-

mit

to

my-

self

that

if

I

hurt

some-

one

else

Then

I'll

ne-

ver

see

just

what

we're

meant

to be

E-

very

time

I

see

you

fal-

ling

I

get

down

on

my

knees

and

pray

I'm

wai-

ting

for

that

fi-

nal

mo-

ment

You say

the

words

that

I

can't

say

E-

very

time

I

see

you

fal-

ling

I

get

down

on

my

knees

and

pray

I'm

wai-

ting

for

that

fi-

nal

mo-

ment

You say

the

words

that

I

can't

say