I was blinded. Yes, I was blinded, and the tender touch that said so much doesn't need me now. I was blinded, how I was blinded. When I think about h… - John Miles Foley

No hard feelings, no tears, no pain.
No hard feelings, no fears remain.
I could see you slowly drifting away
like a vision into the wall
but I've got no hard feelings,
I've got no feelings at all.
No hard feelings, no cold goodbyes.
No hard feelings, too old and wise.
"And what happened to forever?", they say,
"A lifetime seems so small."
But I've got no hard feelings,
I've got no feelings at all.

Highfly, touch the sky,
Whatcha gonna do now the well's dry?
Good time, feeling fine.
Whatcha gonna do now there's no wine?

Buildings tower round me like they're waiting for the kill.
For days I haven't eaten and I really do feel ill.
If I cry for help, would you hear my call?
If I stumble now, would you let me fall?
Won't you give me a hand,
try to understand
that I'm a stranger in the city?
Stuck inside these streets it's like a human traffic jam.
People walk right over me, now they don't give a damn.
If I ask for death, would you give me a gun?
If I took your hand, would you turn and run?
Won't you pity me, just try to see
that I'm a stranger in the city?