Charade

Whenever darkness falls you come alive
And it's incredible the things you do
You try and try and try to understand
But something always gives you the blues
Yes, something always gives you the blues
The whispers, the warning of love
The whispers, the warning of love
It's not insanity this thing you have
It's quite miraculous, an artist's streak
I try and try and try to understand
But then I also get the blues
The blues, the blues
The whispers, the warning of love
The whispers, the warning of love
I get the blues, hey
The whispers of love
The whispers of love
The blues, ah-ya, ah-ya