Paroles de Blindsighted

Blindsighted Looking back at you there were things I believed truths I did subdue there were things I'd pretend things I never knew Waiting for an answer you'd subtly define thinking of the future you'd carefully decline so was I wrong wrong to think of you as mine my pretty baby I must've been looking at you blind Waiting for an answer you'd dutifully refine working from the unknown tangled in your vine so was I wrong wrong to think of you as mine my pretty baby I must've been looking at you blind.