^{G C}Every time I ^Dthink of you I feel ^Hmishot right through with a ^Cbolt of blue It's no ^Cproblem of mine but it's a ^Dproblem I find ^HmiLiving a life that I ^Ccan't leave behind ^CThere's no sense in ^Dtelling me The ^Hmiwisdom of a fool won't ^Cset you free But that's the ^Cway that it goes And it's what ^Dnobody knows While ^Hmievery day my ^Cconfusion grows R: Every time I ^Dsee you falling I^Hmi get down on my ^Cknees and pray I'm waiting for that ^Dfinal moment You'll ^Hmisay the words that ^CI can't say ^{G C} I feel fine and ^DI feel good ^Hmi I'm feeling like I ^Cnever should Whenever ^CI get this way, I just don't ^Dknow what to say Why can't we ^Hmibe ourselves like we ^Cwere yesterday ^C I'm not sure what ^Dthis could mean ^HmiI don't think you're ^Cwhat you seem I do ad^Cmit to myself that if I ^Dhurt someone else Then I^Hmi'll never see just what ^Cwe're meant to be R: Every time I ^Dsee you falling I^Hmi get down on my ^Cknees and pray I'm waiting for that ^Dfinal moment You'll ^Hmisay the words that ^CI can't say Every time I ^Dsee you falling I^Hmi get down on my ^Cknees and pray I'm waiting for that ^Dfinal moment You'll ^Hmisay the words that ^CI can't say ^G