I'm Afraid Bluesong Paralyzed I'm a wounded soul paralyzed I don't feel so whole paralyzed Takes a sniff of her lip To trace to the phone Say goodbye to the grip Out of luck Low on fire, steaming dark When it comes to desire Gets so hard for me For my sorrow as such I know I need some kind of radical judge Paralyzed I'm a wounded soul paralyzed I don't feel so whole paralyzed Takes a sniff of her lip To face the Lord Say goodbye to the grip Out of luck Someone to love me and always be mine Never alone if there's nowhere to hide I may wait tomorrow to find you Come home girl There's no love insurance When you're on your own Paralyzed I'm a wounded soul paralyzed I don't feel so whole paralyzed Takes a sniff of her lip To face the Lord Say goodbye to the grip Paralyzed Your love has got me paralyzed Paralyzed Paralyzed I'm a wounded soul I'm a wounded soul paralyzed I'm a wounded soul Paralyzed Your love, your love, your love has got me Paralyzed