Where do you go, when you go? You move to the rhythm of something i don't know What do you do, when you do? If i could only find a way to get out of these blues Around you i'm weightless In your sight i'm blind My heart knows i must have you But i'm paralyzed in my mind If you could show me a sign I might know what to do Seeing your face sometimes makes rainbows over my blues Where do rainbows come here from Appearing out of thin air? Then just as quickly as they come They are no longer there It's an old sign of hope It can have a pot of gold at the end It's a sign of the times That i'm out in the cold Maybe we'll just be friends Freeing myself somehow Gonna make rainbows over my blues Bright and brilliant it may be At the end is my destiny Is it a pot of golden love Or just the blues and me?