My open heart will lead me to trouble
My indecision might take me there too
The path’s never straight
And the signs are too hazy
Thrill of the unknown
Is guiding me through

Oh you’re a fine one
To make me the blind one
I don’t know that flowers
Will help us to bloom
But if you want
I will sit here and listen
Right to the moring
then I’m through

Oh you’re a fine one
To make me the blind one
I don’t know that flowers
Will help us to bloom
But if you want, we’ll pretend for the moment
Right to the morning
then I’m through
Right to the morning
then I’m through