Stumbling Blind

Lets drink to our sorrows
To drown out the pain
Singing no more tomorrows
Alone or in vain
But my glass is empty
And your lips are full
The message you sent me
Is deeply disturbed
So I kind of liked it
You didn’t need words
And sometimes I miss you
That just proves I’m absurd
We’ll drink 'till we’re happy
And laugh off the pain
Singing no more tomorrows
To pound on my brain
But my glass is empty
And I’m stumbling blind
The road lies so crooked
Just like my mind
So I kind o like it
I try to be kind
I try to be forceful
Such a delicate design
Anytime, anytime at all
Anytime you call I’ll be there
Anytime, anytime at all
Anytime you fall I’m there