Blind

The color of my hair is changing, my skin is soft

too soft for a man my age, and I am never alone

Where is time taking me

Nothin is real, this is how I feel

And nothing is wrong but everything takes too long

How did this end up me against you

With everything that I say, and everything you do

Your smile is changing yea, where is time taking you

Cause nothing is real, this is how I feel

And nothing is good, but I don't mind being blind

if you don't mind doing time

Nothing is wrong but everything takes too long

Hey by the way, when I fell to your

waste side, did I crash or just slide

Hey by the way, when I pulled myself up

To your waste side did I hurt you or just slide in

So this is how it feels to get a little older

and some would say wiser

But we know what that means, maybe not

when maybe that's what that means, maybe not

Cause nothing is real, this is how I feel

And nothing is good, but I don't mind being blind

if you don't mind doing time

Nothing is wrong but everything takes too long

Hey by the way, when I fell to your

waste side, did I crash or just slide

Hey by the way, when I pulled myself up

To your waste side did I hurt you or just slide in