Lyrics Flying Blind

Flying Blind

Another Day

I fall asleep.

Wearing nothing at all.

Wishing you'd be, be there to blow my mind.

In the middle of silly cotton laced cartwheels I noticed you were jealous and gay.

So I lay.

Curled up in your shadow.

As you play your baby grand piano.

I hear you sing, things look pretty good which means we've stumbled through another day.

How can we fight when theres nothing left to say to you?

I might seem lacking int the way I try to say to you

I like the way you like the way I look at you in shadowed rooms,

With blanket smiles that brush against your mind.

You broke my watch. Yet it's a beautiful day to fall in love coddle the afterthoughts.

Of why things won't mend I can't comprehend what happened on our strawberry hill.

How can we fight when theres nothing left to say to you?

I might seem lacking int the way I try to say to you

I like the way you like the way I look at you in shadowed rooms,

With blanket smiles that brush against your mind.

Asleep againâ?¦ this tim I'm truly alone.

And so I dream, dream I was flying again. I saw a plane.

An airplane in the sky, with me.

Jump out of bed. And blaze my way to the kitchen.

Try to call but the dial tone is missing.

So I cry in my coffee and writhe on the floor, this is no way to start a brand new day.

How can we fight when theres nothing left to say to you?

I might seem lacking int the way I try to say to you

I like the way you like the way I look at you in shadowed rooms,

With blanket smiles that brush against your mind.