Well, my intentions are good
I use my intuition it takes me for a ride
But I never understood other peoples superstitions
It seems like suicide
As I play the game of life
I try to make it better each and every day
As I struggle in the night
The magic of the music seems to find a way
Intuition, takes me there
Intuition, takes me everywhere
Well, my instincts are fine
I had to learn to use them in order to survive
Time after time, Im under no illusions
Its good to be alive
Well, deep down and out I lose communication
With nothing left to say
Its then I realize its only a condition
Of seeing things that way
Intuition, takes me there
Intuition, takes me everywhere
Intuition, takes me there
Intuition, takes me everywhere
Well, my intentions are good
I use my intuition, it takes me for a ride
But I never understood other peoples superstitions
It seems like suicide
As I play the game of life
I try to make it better each and every day
As I struggle in the night
The magic of the music seems to find a way
Intuition, takes me there
Intuition, takes me everywhere
Intuition, takes me there
Intuition, takes me everywhere