Kind
Blancmange(He's just been shopping)
Relax and think for a while
Slow right down and feel control
Remove the specs from yards of black
Scratching back you made me shiver
Scratch my back I'll make you quiver
Reality hasn't struck you yet
Oh no
It's late by my eyes
By my hand I know I'm late
I must be late by years
If I should show one tear in my eye
I could never blame the wind right now
No no no
Flying the sky's just fallen
My eyes are drowning
My eyes in the shower
My sights are clowded
My sights...
This dream, dream my life revolves in
Comes so close to breaking free
And I need someone to shout out
And my loved one cried out
What you say?
She said, save me
Won't you save me
Save me, come on
Save me, won't you
Save me from this coma, coma called life
What you say?
Come on, save me, won't you
Save me, come on
Save me, what from?
Save me, won't you