Sandstorm

(albüm: All Change - 1995)

I've got a sandstorm blowing in my head
I'm seeing many colours but the only one that's coming through is red
And it's stopping me dead trying to make some tracks
But my feet are feeling like lead
Stop being bled, stop being bled

Oh my things aren't the same
Anyone could see that if I stayed much longer
I'd be tamed
We stopped playing games
I'm not pointing fingers but I'm not taking all the blame
Playing all your games, taking all your blame

I said oh no, I don't even care
I guess I'll be seeing you
I guess I'll be leaving you today
We're just not a pair
I know you've been trying but I just can't bear to tell a lie'

Telling me all your lies
Telling me all your lies
Lies

Let me take you by the hand
Try to understand
You walk me to a land
Try to understand
Are you nothing but a man?

I've got a sandstorm blowing in my head
I'm seeing many colours but the only one that's coming through is red

You know how we feel, we can't go on pretending
And we've just got to fix the deal
Gotta make it real
Gotta make it real