Text: Herman Düne. Blinded.

I know you were mad at me
You were at me ?cause I was crazy for you
And you were right and me too
I couldn?t imagine you were really empty
I had to find what was hidden
And shown only by your beauty
Shown only by your beauty

You had to be blind to your own eyes
I had to be blind too

You had to be blind to your own eyes
I had to be blinded by you

You had it your way, like you always do
You had it your way, like you always do