Lyrics
E-v'ry-time I think of you I fe-el shot right thru with a bolt of blue. It's no pro-blem in mind but it's a pro-blem I find li-ving a life that I can't leave be-hind. There's no sense in tel-ling me-e the wis-dom of a fool won't set
but that's the way that it goes and it's what no-bo-dy knows with e-v'ry-day my con-fu-sion grows.
-time I see you fal-ling I get down on my knees and pray. I'm wai-ting for that fi-nal mo-ment hear sin-gle words tha
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