Bubu

Everytime I think of you
I get a shot right through into a bolt of blue
It’s not 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 keens and pray
I’m waiting for that 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 myself that if I hurt someone else
then I’d never see just what we’re meant to be

Everytime I see you falling
I get down on my keens and pray
I’m waiting for that final moment
you say the words that I can’t say