Paint it Blacki see a red door and i want it painted black no colours anymore i want them to turn black i see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes i have to turn my head until my darkness goes i see a line of cars and they're all painted black with flowers and my love, both never to come back i see people turn their heads and quickly look away like a newborn baby, it just happens every day i look inside myself and see my heart is black i see my red door, i must have it painted black maybe then i'll fade away and not have to face the facts it's not easy facing up when you're whole world is black no more will my green sea eyes go turn a deeper blue i could not foresee this thing happening to you if i look hard enough into the setting sun my love will laugh with me before the morning comes i see a red door and i want it painted black no colours anymore i want them to turn black i see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes i have to turn my head until my darkness goes i want to see it painted, paint it black black as night, black as coal i want to see the sun blotted out from the sky i want to see it painted, painted, painted, paint it black Copyright © Pool of Dreams - An Ottawa Fan Site[ This site was created, designed, dreamed and is maintained by Kristen and Adam. |
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