Blind Love
Ann Scott
This is not you, it's all a mistake
Is maybe too soon or maybe too late
And the moon is not right
It's not blue, it's not white
Blind love
Blind love
Blind love
Is blind love
This isn't true, I cannot contend
I ever knew, never would have known
And the moon is not right
It's not blue, it's not white
Blind love
Blind love
Is blind love
Is blind love
This soundly rude, it's larger than life
What happened to you?
Was coming to strike
And the moon is not right
It's not blue, it's not quiet
Blind love
Blind love
Is blind love
Is blind love
Blind love
Blind love
Blind love
Blind love