On a table lies the crust of what he

Had and just leaves behind

As i put bread down on the list of things

That i had to buy

By the store leaves your mountain bike

You on the floor still looking hard core

The colour is read under my show

And the friend is gone who put a hole

In you



Insensitivity took a hold of me

And i felt it colour me blue inside

And i left taking a part of you

Like red red paint on the sole

Of my shoe nothing to do with

Common sense or



Chorus:

Sensitivity. i'm feeling cold

Like concrete

Your dignity's reflecting

In the way i feel it



Open minded. the thoughts are clear

From feeling regardless. heart beats







With pain

You were oh so happy just the other day

Now heartbeats with pain took it all away



The cradle did rock for you too

Looking out from the inside

While life turns to blue

Watching all the glass faces

Leave their red red footprints

On our



Chorus



By the store lays your mountain bike

You on the floor no more hard core

The colour was red under my shoe

And the friend has gone

Who put a whole in you



Guided by the blue light that

Takes you away i'm on my way home



Guided by the blue light



That takes you away

I'm on my way home



Guided by the blue light

I'm on my way home...