I don't know when and I don't know why but I carry on in a deep blue sky
That doesn't judge me...
Oh, oh I'm sorry...
...doesn't judge us
Again, the word it re-occurs the signs they blur
I'm abstinent again
I'm sorry once again
I've felt guilt and shame,
I've felt tears and pain.
I've felt romantic and conscious,
Moody and mysterious
And Again I see you're breath as it lingers in the air
During our cold dark walk
Up and
Down my Block
Romantic in a way
A Childish, delightful way
And in the desperation of our thoughts and in the subtle passing of our lust
I'm swept away
Into A deep blue maze
Away in the sky
Drifting so high
I find you there...
