Everything is blind, the joke wears thin
There's nowhere else to hide
Your sacred words begin to drown
All reason out of our darkened bed

And everything you touch
And everything you find
And everything you feel
And everything in kind

And everything you touch
And everything you find
And everything you feel
And everything is blind

You want it for yourself
To save your skin
A private paradise
We won't go in

You watch it, you watch it all grow tired
You're watching

We make the same mistakes
As if it's all my town
There's nowhere else to take
It all comes round a bout
Wasting all our hearts on something cold like this,
Makes me wish the fantasy was a badly written script

You want it for yourself
To save your skin
A private paradise
We won't go in

You want it for yourself
To save your skin
A private paradise
We won't go in

You watch it, you watch it all grow tired
You need him
You need him when the same old sun
Keeps blinding your precious tiny mind

And everything you touch
And everything you find
And everything you feel
And everything in kind

And everything you touch
And everything you find
And everything you feel
And everything is blind

You want it for yourself
To save your skin
A private paradise
We won't go in

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Writer(s): BRUCE SOORD