Passenger Blind Love
Trying to hold a love that wants to go
Is like trying to catch a falling flake of snow
It glimmers while it can
But it will melt between your hands, you know
To keep alive a love that wants to die
You teach the birds to swim and all the fish to fly
But gills are made for water
And feathers for the sky, you know
Oh oh oh...
To find a love that's new where do you start
It's like trying to find a light switch in the dark
Falling over the mess you left
Un-addressed inside your heart
Oh oh oh...
But I will find love
That sublime love
It's the kind of love I need
Oh well, I'll find love
That's a blind love
It's the kind of love I need
Oh oh oh...
