Blue All Over

(альбом: Soft Dogs - 2002)

Walking through the city without eying anyone
Don't want their vibes through my skin
The hair on my back rises silently it wins
Now, I'm feeling everything

Yeah, it's funny how the pain goes away
But, it's coming back another day
Yeah, it's slowly creeping up
See, I haven't felt a thing within
Then wake up in this mood again
All the new ideas are gone

Is it true, I'm blue all over
From pointing at myself
Is it true, now that it's over
I should have checked myself instead
Checked myself instead

Yeah, with this journey from my room out through the door
Down the stairs into the street
Forgotten is forgotten everything's returned
And someone is forgetting me

Yeah, it's funny how the pain goes away
But, it's coming back another day
Yeah, it's slowly creeping up
See, I haven't felt a thing within
Then wake up in this mood again
All the new ideas are gone

Is it true, I'm blue all over
From pointing at myself
Is it true, now that it's over
I should have checked myself instead
Checked myself instead