Blindfolded

It's not usual

To mix the pleasure with the pain

It's not usual for me

This is so familiar

We're like oil and water

Maybe theres some relief here

In a cover of the day

In the afternoon

I feel so very strange

Like I'm walking on the moon

And if love flies past your eyes blindfolded

Know when to run and when to catch and hold it

It's not usual

To mix the pleasure with the pain

It's not usual for me

And it's not so peculiar to find

The strength in something weak

Not so peculiar to me

In the corner of my mind

In a quiet place

Remembering a smile

An expression on your face

And if love flies past your eyes blindfolded

Know when to run and when to catch and hold it