You're a friend of mine
But it's hard to keep you in the lines
I was feeling fine
Till you ruffled up my sense of kind
No one would dare to assume
That you could be serious
No one seems to care or mind
Why must we keep on repeating
The same old tune?
You must have wasted all your time
You broke the mold
When you told us how to listen
You were pouring wine
When we wished that it was different
When you said: Enough
How we felt that we were missing
Sight that's not seen
When the blind leads a company
Always wished you'd never leave
Behind all the meanness
The vacancy bleeds us
Had I known then how you grieved
Is there still time
For the warmth of love to win?
We're standing in line
For a chance to start again
There are visions and visions will mend
Is there still time
For the warmth of love to win?
We're standing in line
For a chance to start again
There are visions and visions will mend
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