YOU DRIVE MR CRAZY
YOU DRIVE ME INSAINE
YOU TURN MY WORLD
INTO A SHIT STORM
FROM WHICH I CAN NEVER RETURN
BUT LIKE A FOOL I FIND MYSELF
BACK WITH YOU AGAIN
BECAUSE SOME TIMES
ITS WHAT THESE TWO WORLDS NEED TO SURVIVE
SHOULD I BE THE ONE
TO GIVE IT ALL IN
OR SHOULD I BE THE ONE
WHO JUST KEEPS GOING ON FOR YOU
TOO MANY THINGS HAVE CHANGED
TO PUT IT BACK TOGETHER AGAIN
AND NOW I LAY IN BED AT NIGHT WITH THE BLUES CRASHING IN
YESTERDAY AINT TODAY
TOMORROW TOO FAR AWAY
I WANT TO GO BACK
AND SEE YOURE FACE
BEFORE YOU FADE AWAY
I SEAT AT THIS OLD WOODED TABLE
I EAT WHEN IM ABLE
MEMORIES COME FLOODING BACK
LIKE CAIN AND ABLE
I RUN MY HANDS ACROSS THE GRAIN
I CAN HEAR THE TALK WE MADE OF FUTURE PLANS
WHAT WILL BECOME OF US
IF I RIDE THE LAST UNICORN
CHASHING RAINBOWS AND STARBEEMS
WITH EYES WIDE OPEN
WILL I SEE THAT POT OF GOLD
OR IS IT JUST BLIND LOVE
THATS GOT A HOLD OF ME
WORDS BY PETER STOCK COPYRIGHT HAMMERSMITH78 MUSIC PROMOTIONS 2026
PUBLISHED BY STACK MUSIC 2026
