Besedila: Crosby, Stills, Nash And Young. Other. I Give You Give Blind.

Hey, would you get to be alone?
And tell me, when will you be back home?
And why did you leave me all alone?
You blew my mind.

Fool, listenin' to yourself.
You don't know, even when you've been left.
Tomorrow, maybe you'll see the rest.
I told you so.

You've got to believe in something,
If you don't you will be lost.

Well, hell, if I've been had,
Then, Jesus, why does it got to hurt so bad?
And when can something come
And make me glad to be alive?

Look, you've got a mind of your own,
So listen when it says you could be wrong
The first time.
Usually when you hear that song,
It sets you free.

Too late,
Do you realize you are burning bridges behind you:
Every time you lose, existing on something
That perhaps cannot be had,
You blow it away?

You've got to believe in something,
And give it some time.
You've got to believe in someone;
Go over the line.

So, love isn't, oh, so easy to live,
And don't be so good and breezy.
Forgive my eyes glowing; I am speaking clearly:
I give you give blind.
I give you give blind.
I give you give blind.
I give you give blind.

Hey, would you get to be alone?
And tell me, when will you be back home?
And why did you leave me all alone?
You blew it away!