Texty: Erasure. Union Street. Blues Away.

:
Can you see this prediliction rushing through my head?
Was a morning full of circumstance
I was seeing red
Put my blues away

Navigation gone astray, went any way I could
Haven't got the time of day
Cannot see why I should
Put my blues away

I can hope
I can pray
Until you find me someday

Always had my reservations, who am I to blame?
Walked in to the ring of fire
Heart in a wall of flames
Put my blues away

My emotion running riot, through the neighbourhood
Screaming in the dead of night
I wish to be understood
Put my blues away

I can hope
I can pray
Until you find me someday

Navigation gone astray, went any way I could
Haven't got the time of day
Cannot see why I should
Put my blues away

I can hope
I can pray
Until you find me, someday

I can hope
I can pray
Until you find me someday

Tell me where you are, hey little darling
'Cause I ain't got twenty-twenty vision
And I know you're here somewhere
And it's nearly bedtime
And I'm getting lonely