Mixture Raining Sorrow

[Verse 1]
Switching places, switching times
Every-time you ruin mine;
I don't know, I don't know
Little birdie tells the truth
Speaking from me to you
I don't want to, I don't want to

[Bridge]
I always try to make sense
But it doesn't work out
It's like I'm going in circles
And it doesn't make out;
The reading, believing
I couldn't see the future
But I can see it now
It's like I'm going crazy
And I don't know how
And the reading is conceiving:
And I wanna know now - now, now

[Hook]
I wanna be sure, not in the mixture
In the mixture, in the mixture
I wanna be sure, not in the mixture
In the mixture, in the mixture