Where is my spirit?
I'm nowhere near it,
Oh yes, my love has gone astray.
But I'll blame it on the sun,
The sun that didn't shine,
I'll blame it on the wind
and the trees.
I'll blame it on the time that
never was enough,
I'll blame it on the tide
and the sea,
But, my heart blames it on
me.
Who poured the love out?
What made this bitter doubt?
Is peace not here for me to
see?
Wish I could tell you,
But, words won't come for
me to speak.
But I'll blame it on the sun,
That didn't fill the sky,
I'll blame it on the birds
and the trees.
I'll blame it on the day that
ended once too soon,
I'll blame it on the nights
that could not be,
But, my heart blames it on
me.
(Background)...Yeh, yeh, yeh,
ooh,
Your heart blames it on you
this time.
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