Blinded With Tears

Blinded With Tears She was looking for the moon and the stars combined But she had no hand to show She was clinging to the wreckage of other times Playing on her radio Through signs and wounded glances Through whispered hints of failed romances She was sure in her heart, She was blinded with tears She was sure in her heart, She was blinded with tears She was flicking through the pages of magazines And all she found was misery She was looking for the truth in that bed of dreams Wrecking like some history Inside a world of guilty stammers Who are the anvils, who the hammers? She was sure in her heart, She was blinded with tears She was sure in her heart, She was blinded with tears She was looking for the meaning of days to come Forever hurrying up and down the street She stood at evening in the room alone In a cloak of silk and steel Inside a bone-deep understanding Through whispered hints of failed romances She was sure in her heart, She was blinded with tears She was sure in her heart, She was blinded with tears She was sure in her heart, She was blinded with tears She was sure in her heart, She was blinded with tears