I do persecute our blues with you I deal with the shades like I used to do I crippled inside in a muffled whine Now I do minimize all the longing time The tons of the lights i could offer you, They plug to the real like they're willing to I dug for a while just to kill some time, But I still hesitate as I synchronize The frown that I got is nothing but me wondering why The frown that I got is nothing but me wondering why The lights and the fog are demanding you Not to hang all around looking for the truth If one day I have all my story told Hope you still got a hand you want me to hold The frown that I got is nothing but me wondering why The frown that I got is nothing but me wondering why