Synesthesia in the atmosphere
Ya knew I could taste it when I hear (blue eyes)
I always remember almost everything
Except when I have to eat cellophane (new eyes)

And every time it starts I get so down and low
She knows the way to make it burn and glow
But I shouldn't have written that song
If I knew it wouldn't be good for long
Oh oh oh oh, that's how it goes

Why would I lie?
Why would I cry?
Why should I feel so far away?

Synesthesia in the atmosphere
Ya know I could taste it when I hear (blue eyes)
I always remember almost everything
Except when I have to eat cellophane (new eyes)

And every time it starts I get so down and low
She knows the way, to make it burn and glow
But I shouldn't have written that song
If I knew it wouldn't be good for long
Oh oh oh oh, that's how it goes

That's how it goes (x12)