The aroma of the sweet smelling
blue bird rose...

You sit in the corner
of your darkened room...

If you ask me how was my day
I could tell you just fine...

I could stop the tears
I could hide the pain...

It was the day that we met
you had me floating in the air...

If I could write a song
about how much I hate you...

Droplets of blood reach my lips
I stick out the tip of my tongue...

Blue moon
Will you be so kind to find me a love...

On the bus riding to see you
at the theatre on 69th street...

Don't break my heart
and say it was a game...

I don't just only befriend shadows sometimes
nowadays outside my window, a stranger lurks at...

Heartbeats go slowly
Quicker when hands intertwine...