Frente
Everytime I think of you
I get a short right through in to 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 everyday my confusion grows
Everytime I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You 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 my self
That if I hurt someone else
Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be
Everytime I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You say the words that I can't say
Everytime I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You say the words that I can't say
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