Sense

My oh my, deep sense of humour

Time to time, my sweetest delights

Can not hide my dependence on blue notes

And quiet nights

Could it be that I

Found myself drinking

Could it be that I'm

The one that I love

Could it be that I

Found myself thinking

That I'm

Stuck in my middle

Sometimes I get under pressure

I minimize, despite useful signs

Keep on trying to play the piano

With one hand

Slipped one time and opened a huge port

Felt some pride, but still critical time

I need to find my deep sense of humour

For this time

Could it be that I

Found myself drinking

Could it be that I'm

The one that I love

Could it be that I

Found myself thinking

That I'm

Stuck in my middle

Stuck in my middle

Could it be that I

Found myself drinking

Could it be that I'm

The one that I love

Could it be that I

Found myself thinking

That I'm

Stuck in my middle

Could it be that I

Could it be that I

That I'm

Stuck in my middle