Blowing It

I been thinking through the night,

everybody's so uptight.

People hurt and that's their right.

Cut 'em all loose, think I might.

Stewin', hangin' out in town,

and, my head, whirlin' around.

Don't trust your mind, it'll let you down.

Don't have a thing to go on.

I don't know a thing to say to you,

I don't know a thing to say to you.

There's a time and there's a place,

it's not now, it's time to pace.

Things I'd say but just can't face,

all it means to say them...

I could believe the things I feel,

then tomorrow, is it the same deal?

Am I acting on something real?

Or am I blowing it again?

I don't know a thing to say to you.

I don't know a thing to say to you.

I don't know a thing to say to you.

I don't know a thing to say to you .