There's no one stirring on my street tonight There's no one leaning on my windowpane No one to ascertain, or just apologize to There's no one to kill my anxiousness again
And if you can, please take these arrows from my side Their poison marks are like a tatoo of my pride I'm guilty, so guilty, dead guilty
Blind, I'm blind You know I'm blind, baby, say it isn't right So blind, I'm blind I'm certifiable but I'm on time
No priest in midnight black can cure my itching flea This case of stricken lust has really got a hold on me
And if you can, please take this sword back from my side Its poison mark is like a tattoo of my pride I'm guilty, so shoot me, I'm guilty
Blind, I'm blind You know I'm losing my mind, I'm paralyzed So blind, I'm blind Certifiable but right in time
Wooo hooo, wooo hooo I need divine intervention, Your divine intervention You're divine, You're the vine I'm the branch, You're the vine I'm the fig leaf, You're the branch, You're divine
I'm blind (I'm deaf and dumb and that's not all) You know I need a dose of your spirituality I'm blind (I"m deaf and dumb and that's not all) I can see now my eyes are opening I'm deaf and dumb and that's not all I'm deaf and dumb to it all
Compositores: Kevin Max Smith, Erick Cole ECAD: Obra #5717940