Blind
oleh: Train



The color of my hair is changing, my skin is softtoo soft for a man my age, and I am never aloneWhere is time taking meNothin is real, this is how I feelAnd nothing is wrong but everything takes too longHow did this end up me against youWith everything that I say, and everything you doYour smile is changing yea, where is time taking youCause nothing is real, this is how I feelAnd nothing is good, but I don't mind being blindif you don't mind doing timeNothing is wrong but everything takes too longHey by the way, when I fell to yourwaste side, did I crash or just slideHey by the way, when I pulled myself up To your waste side did I hurt you or just slide inSo this is how it feels to get a little olderand some would say wiserBut we know what that means, maybe notwhen maybe that's what that means, maybe notCause nothing is real, this is how I feelAnd nothing is good, but I don't mind being blindif you don't mind doing timeNothing is wrong but everything takes too longHey by the way, when I fell to yourwaste side, did I crash or just slideHey by the way, when I pulled myself up To your waste side did I hurt you or just slide in