Always wondering why when you never came through,nleft high and dry when you're gobbling the truth.nActing like you saw me, but I never saw you.nTumbling through the fields and I've come to concludenfrom this situation--I'm left with the blues,nleft with the blues,nleft with the blues,nleft with the blues...nnDoesn't exist, hard to resist. Only a fool would travel the mind of you... (you)nSearching my mind, trying to find something that's lost. Shall I accost you? (you)nSearching my mind, trying to find something that's lost. Shall I accost you? (you)nnFind it and I'll hold it and the moment's gone.nFollowing the tracks, but they're always confused.nFlowing and we're growing and we're chemical views.nFrom this conversation, I'm left with the blues,nleft with the blues,nleft with the blues,nleft with the blues...nnDoesn't exist, hard to resist. Only a fool would travel the mind of you... (you)nSearching my mind, trying to find something that's lost. Shall I accost you? (you)nSearching my mind, trying to find something that's lost. Shall I accost you? (you)