| Song | Intuition |
| Artist | Comeback Kid |
| Album | Broadcasting |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I wonder why | |
| Lately I've been thinking of a time | |
| Product of our surroundings | |
| and we held up the sign | |
| I loved, I learned, | |
| we sang all the words | |
| Wednesday mornings we would always sit in the | |
| Biggest room | |
| One of those days still in my mind | |
| And it's always stayed with me | |
| Watching from a distance and someone said | |
| She screamed relentlessly from visions she had | |
| Just as real to me as it was to you | |
| A decade down the line who knew | |
| Impressionable minds were told | |
| I wish I could go back just to know | |
| 'cause it was undeniable | |
| All my peers they seemed so credible | |
| One of those days still in my mind | |
| And it's always stayed with me | |
| Sunset, sky turning red | |
| Fascinated by what he said | |
| This boy's in agony from visions he had | |
| Speculate intentions | |
| and bring the attention to the source | |
| Years ago | |
| I said a prayer and asked that I would | |
| Never have to see | |
| I'm hardly ever reminded | |
| Surely it's because I decide | |
| I'm inviting as often, | |
| but every so often… | |
| but every so often… |
| I wonder why | |
| Lately I' ve been thinking of a time | |
| Product of our surroundings | |
| and we held up the sign | |
| I loved, I learned, | |
| we sang all the words | |
| Wednesday mornings we would always sit in the | |
| Biggest room | |
| One of those days still in my mind | |
| And it' s always stayed with me | |
| Watching from a distance and someone said | |
| She screamed relentlessly from visions she had | |
| Just as real to me as it was to you | |
| A decade down the line who knew | |
| Impressionable minds were told | |
| I wish I could go back just to know | |
| ' cause it was undeniable | |
| All my peers they seemed so credible | |
| One of those days still in my mind | |
| And it' s always stayed with me | |
| Sunset, sky turning red | |
| Fascinated by what he said | |
| This boy' s in agony from visions he had | |
| Speculate intentions | |
| and bring the attention to the source | |
| Years ago | |
| I said a prayer and asked that I would | |
| Never have to see | |
| I' m hardly ever reminded | |
| Surely it' s because I decide | |
| I' m inviting as often, | |
| but every so often | |
| but every so often |
| I wonder why | |
| Lately I' ve been thinking of a time | |
| Product of our surroundings | |
| and we held up the sign | |
| I loved, I learned, | |
| we sang all the words | |
| Wednesday mornings we would always sit in the | |
| Biggest room | |
| One of those days still in my mind | |
| And it' s always stayed with me | |
| Watching from a distance and someone said | |
| She screamed relentlessly from visions she had | |
| Just as real to me as it was to you | |
| A decade down the line who knew | |
| Impressionable minds were told | |
| I wish I could go back just to know | |
| ' cause it was undeniable | |
| All my peers they seemed so credible | |
| One of those days still in my mind | |
| And it' s always stayed with me | |
| Sunset, sky turning red | |
| Fascinated by what he said | |
| This boy' s in agony from visions he had | |
| Speculate intentions | |
| and bring the attention to the source | |
| Years ago | |
| I said a prayer and asked that I would | |
| Never have to see | |
| I' m hardly ever reminded | |
| Surely it' s because I decide | |
| I' m inviting as often, | |
| but every so often | |
| but every so often |