We could talk for hours Me and your silent crooked smile Instead I see you from afar Cascade of curls, sun-burnt skin Familiar movement across the barn It's my evening hymn
My heart was numb for so long I forgot it was there Cupid's arrow struck so hard It beats again And bleeds the colour It should always have The red of love It tastes so good The blood of heart It hurts so bad The slit unstitched
I've been here before I've seen it before Your back As you slowly walk away I keep standing For as long as I can see you Before you fade away beyond my sight Before tears blur my eyes.