So I was listening to that song that reminds me of you,
And you probably don't even know that it's ours, but it is,
And it brings me back to those last summer nights,
The ones that I sort of miss, because I miss that feeling.
That feeling of not knowing what will be or what is to come,
Because I kind of liked that unknowingness and uncertainty,
And I liked having something that was left to the imagination.
So now I fall asleep with crayons in my hand,
Because I like the way the colors seem to blend into my dreams,
But when I awake my reality is nothing but black and white,
And my eyes and heart are drained of any lasting vibrancy.
So I'm starting to think that maybe what we had is fading away,
Because my heart does not seem to beat the way it used to for you,
And when I'm with you, I no longer try to make the moment last forever.
It's time to stop playing dumb, even though it's all I've ever known,
And now I feel too conspicuous pretending not to see the obvious,
For the only color left in my life is flashing right before my eyes,
And it's sprawled across the warning sign reading: dead end.
