Sandstorm - Level 42

I’ve got a sandstorm blowin' in my head

I’m seein' many colours but the only one that’s coming through is red

And it’s stoppin' me dead tryin' to make some tracks

But my feet are feeling like lead

Stop being bled, stop being bled

Oh my things aren’t the same

Anyone could see that if I stayed much longer

I’d be tamed

We stopped playing games

I’m not pointing fingers but I’m not taking all the blame

Playin' all your games, taking all your blame

I said oh no, I don’t even care

I guess I’ll be seein' you

I guess I’ll be leaving you today

We’re just not a pair

I know you’ve been trying but I just can’t bear to tell a lie'

Tellin' me all your lies

Tellin' me all your lies

Lies

Let me take you by the hand

Try to understand

You walk me to a land

Try to understand

Are you nothing but a man?

I’ve got a sandstorm blowin' in my head

I’m seein' many colours but the only one that’s coming through is red

You know how we feel, we can’t go on pretending

And we’ve just got to fix the deal

Gotta make it real

Gotta make it real