I may be blind
Deaf and dumb
Or just running through the night
I'll surely start writing down
All the trash I can think of
And I'm confusing your voice with the radio
It seems like I see your face on every TV show
I talk to myself and raving mad
Now that you're gone, gone, gone
In my head, in my heart same sensation
When I'm loosing my sight
You can see when a man has fallen
All the trash he can think of
And I'm confusing your voice with the radio
It seems like I see your face on every TV show
I talk to myself and raving mad
Now that you're gone, gone, gone
