Letra de Sense

My oh my, deep sense of humour Time to time, my sweetest delights Can not hide my dependence on blue notes And quiet nights Could it be that I Found myself drinking Could it be that I'm The one that I love Could it be that I Found myself thinking That I'm Stuck in my middle Sometimes I get under pressure I minimize, despite useful signs Keep on trying to play the piano With one hand Slipped one time and opened a huge port Felt some pride, but still critical time I need to find my deep sense of humour For this time Could it be that I Found myself drinking Could it be that I'm The one that I love Could it be that I Found myself thinking That I'm Stuck in my middle Stuck in my middle Could it be that I Found myself drinking Could it be that I'm The one that I love Could it be that I Found myself thinking That I'm Stuck in my middle Could it be that I Could it be that I That I'm Stuck in my middle