(Julia Fordham)



My rose tinted glasses are incredible

Blinding me to the inevitable

Coloring my judgment like a jumbo pack of pens

Like the ones you buy for birthday's

For children of your friends



My inner guide was screaming look out beware

I silenced Miss Righteous with one stony glare

Figuring what would she know anyway

Yet thanks to her I'm standing her

Defiantly today



I was clearly guilty

Of only being able to see

The good you did for me



My white flag was flying in the wind

Though you had no heard for surrendering

On we marched regardless for reason's still unknown

Sometimes the wrong thing

Seems so much better than being alone



I was clearly guilty

Of only being able to see

The good you did for me



Is this a good time to mention

Some where contemplating

An earthly intervention

We're all blessed with 20/20 hindsight

You're just another thing

I didn't quite get it right



I was clearly guilty

Of only being able to see

The good you did for me