Blindfolded
Somewhere out there, darkened cellar
There's game called "Mystery"
There is a man, he stands blindfolded, that's his world, you'll never see.
Somewhere out there, you'll never see
Somewhere out there, a girl called Sugar, dreams of bringing her fortune in
But every night she stands blindfolded, that's the way it's all been
Somewhere out there, you'll never see
It's somewhere out there, you'll never see
The Saints are singing now, so we'll feel better
The Saints are looking down, so we must know
The Saints won't ever get to read this letter
Because the Saints became blindfolded long ago
Somewhere out there, in the desert
There's a game called Liberty
There is a kid, who stands blindfolded, that his world, you'll never see
Somewhere out there, a darkened cellar
There's game called "Mystery"
There's a man who stands blindfolded, that's his world, you'll never see.
Somewhere out there, you'll never see
The Saints are singing now, so we'll feel better
The Saints are looking down, so we must know
The Saints won't ever get to read this letter
Because the Saints became blindfolded long ago
The Saints are singing now, so we'll feel better
The Saints are looking down, so you must know
The Saints won't ever get to read this letter
Because the Saints became blindfolded long ago
It's somewhere out there, you'll never see
It's somewhere out there, you'll never see
Somewhere out there, you'll never see
Somewhere out there, Somewhere out there,
You'll never see
There's game called "Mystery"
There is a man, he stands blindfolded, that's his world, you'll never see.
Somewhere out there, you'll never see
Somewhere out there, a girl called Sugar, dreams of bringing her fortune in
But every night she stands blindfolded, that's the way it's all been
Somewhere out there, you'll never see
It's somewhere out there, you'll never see
The Saints are singing now, so we'll feel better
The Saints are looking down, so we must know
The Saints won't ever get to read this letter
Because the Saints became blindfolded long ago
Somewhere out there, in the desert
There's a game called Liberty
There is a kid, who stands blindfolded, that his world, you'll never see
Somewhere out there, a darkened cellar
There's game called "Mystery"
There's a man who stands blindfolded, that's his world, you'll never see.
Somewhere out there, you'll never see
The Saints are singing now, so we'll feel better
The Saints are looking down, so we must know
The Saints won't ever get to read this letter
Because the Saints became blindfolded long ago
The Saints are singing now, so we'll feel better
The Saints are looking down, so you must know
The Saints won't ever get to read this letter
Because the Saints became blindfolded long ago
It's somewhere out there, you'll never see
It's somewhere out there, you'll never see
Somewhere out there, you'll never see
Somewhere out there, Somewhere out there,
You'll never see
Credits
Writer(s): Jim Kerr, Charles Burchill
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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