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Blame it on the Fog

from fog by Englewood

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Blame it on the Fog
Am I too late for the morning? Am I too late for the day?
Am I too late for breakfast, made your special way?
Well I fell into the fog of a real sweet dream
and I couldn’t get out of bed.
And I blame it on the fog.

Am I too late for dinner? Am I too late for a glass of wine?
Did I miss all the dessert? Is it way past dinner time?
I was driving in circles when the fog came in
and I just couldn’t find my way.
And I blame it on the fog.

When the fog rolls in and it fills up my brain,
it blankets my heart and it dampens my pain.
It makes me want to cuddle, it makes me want to sleep,
it makes me feel blue, it makes me feel deep.
I wrap my arms around it and I can’t let go,
let it seep into my soul real slow. And I blame it on the fog.

Am I too late for springtime?
Am I too late for the birds and the bees?
Am I too late to be planting some of those catalog seeds.
Well I sank into the winter, watching the fog,
built a fire, threw on another log. And I blame it on the fog.

When the fog rolls in and it fills up my brain,
it blankets my heart, and it makes me insane.
It makes me want to cuddle, it makes me want to sleep,
it makes me feel blue, it makes me feel deep.
I wrap my arms around it and I won’t let go,
let it seep into my soul real slow. And I blame it on the fog.

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from fog, released November 1, 2008

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