Mystic Vines Blindsided
Alone in darkness, that's how you left me
Cold, breathless, lying by that tree
Where we sat last summer
Hiding from the sun
I wish that you would see me
And how I've come undone
How am I to find my way
When I am blind?
And you always turn away
Oh well, I
I will get better in time
Torn, shaken, thinking of your voice
Your touch, so gentle, betrayed your wicked choice
Do you even notice?
Do you care to see?
I bet you can't imagine
Your effect on me
How am I to find my way
When I am blind?
And you always turn away
Oh well, I
I will get better in time
How am I to find my way
When I am blind?
And you always turn away
Oh well, I
I will get better in time