"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."
"אני מוכן ואת רוקדת בתוך הנשמה
ואין דבר יותר נכון מאותה הנשימה.."
סוף שבוע נעים,
מיס ביץ' :)