(Julia Fordham)      My rose tinted glasses are incredible   Blinding me to the inevitable   Coloring my judgment like a jumbo pack of pens   Like the ones you buy for birthday's   For children of your friends      My inner guide was screaming look out beware   I silenced Miss Righteous with one stony glare   Figuring what would she know anyway   Yet thanks to her I'm standing her   Defiantly today      I was clearly guilty   Of only being able to see   The good you did for me      My white flag was flying in the wind   Though you had no heard for surrendering   On we marched regardless for reason's still unknown   Sometimes the wrong thing   Seems so much better than being alone      I was clearly guilty   Of only being able to see   The good you did for me      Is this a good time to mention   Some where contemplating   An earthly intervention   We're all blessed with 20/20 hindsight   You're just another thing   I didn't quite get it right      I was clearly guilty   Of only being able to see   The good you did for me