Bluegrey Songtext
Your making me stupid all over again
Your making me forget all over again
Your making me act so very strange
Your making me pass on all of the blame

I don't mind the guesswork in my mind
I don't mind the waiting all of the time
I don't mind queuing up in your line
I don't mind the quietness in your eyes
I could tell you all is going to be okay
I could whisper 'sweetheart' its okay
I could find the words you're trying to say
I could get your blue eyes back from grey