Tarot

I wake up in the morning
And don't know where to turn
Something has just got to get rolling
I thought by now I'd know

There is no sense in years of planning
It's all just paper and pen
I'm living in a rut of turmoil
That's pointed at my head

Tell me
Sell me
Push me
Help me

Tell me
Sell me
Push me
Help me

I can't stop thinking about her
How she held all the cards
There was no way to try and bluff her
I finally came to know

She said never let down your defenses
I thought she meant my guard
She was talking about the reasons
Why we should question what we're thrown

Tell me
Sell me
Push me
Help me

Tell me
Sell me
Push me
Help me

I wake up in the morning
And don't know where to turn
Something has just got to get rolling
I thought by now I'd know

There is no sense in years of planning
Still just paper and pen
I'm living in a rut of turmoil
That's pointed at my head

Tell me
Sell me
Push me
Help me

Tell me
Sell me
Push me
Help me



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Gulbrantson, Paul Summers
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