And the roses are so red
And the leaves are so green...

Painfully used to rewinding and living life in...
You are a flutter in the horizon- something...

You were always
There to wipe...

There's a black straind of hair
That keeps me from despair...

Just forget it,
There's no point left...

It took me an eternity with no paper to rid me of...
And yet I still burn with them- like a never...

Look at all of them- so happy, so bright.
None of them seem to struggle with this...

Magenta horizons caught in your eyes,
Five million tears and a thousand fake smiles...

Tonight, there's a little bit of winter
Still left in the air...

Every single time
I see you...

As my fingers dance
To the steady music...

Your blue eyes- so innocently cold.
I know you don't mean harm...