My intentions are good, I use my intuition,
It takes me for a ride,
But I never understood other people's superstitions,
It seemed like suicide,
And as I played the game of life,
I try to make it better each and every day,
And when I struggle in the night,
The magic of the music seems to light the 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,
And time after time confirmed an old suspicion,
It's good to be alive,
And when I'm deep down and out and lose communication,
With nothing left to say,
It's then I realize it's only a condition,
Of seeing things that way,
Intuition takes me there,
Intuition takes me anywhere,
Takes me anyehere,
Oh, intuition take me there,
Intuition takes me there,
Intuition takes me there,
Intuition takes me there
Intuition takes me there...

Последна редакция от Beatles - 21.07.2011, 12:45