Blind Side Songtext

The coffins of my daydreams have all been shut, one by one
All the words are trapped inside it, without them I'm just a son
We watch the seeds of all things new, get planted in our hearts
The blessed will all get lifetimes but we didn't even get a start

(chorus)
And I better shape up, before the next far fetched love flies away
Don't you better move on, before you run out of guilted words to say
And aren't I better on the blind side where you don't see my cry, and you don't hear my pain
Won't it seem so simple. And easy. I'm lost and strange.