Your lips are warm, but you are foreign.
I think if I tried, I could get maybe get comfortable again.

I want to recognize your mouth,
The shape of your teeth, your nose, your cheeks.
So I'll study your hair, as I run my fingers through it.
"Is it long enough?" - But why do I care?

Your lips are warm, but your body is foreign.
I think if I tried, I could maybe get comfortable again.
Yes, comfortable again...

So I curl up next to him.

The neighbors are fighting again.
I'm up late, it's past 2 am,  
And I wondering how you've been.
How have you been?

Cause lately, I have been lonely,
And my minds been wondering,
Holding onto something.

Cause lately, have you been lonely?
Have your hands been reaching,
For something to hold again?

Lost only to find himself at the hands of danger.
Blue and red surround him.
A criminal disco.

He is the perfect pink.
He is the golden tangerine.
He is beauty where I thought all was lost.

He is different,
He is truth,
He is the wisdom that moves.

Now he is gone.
The sunsets took him away from me.
They showed me things I did not know.
They showed me his real truths.
That his truths were lies.

Lies? To me?
But the pink Peonies?
Lies.. to me?
But you were such a lovely color of tangerine.

The mountain is engulfed in a fiery red.
As I sit, the Sun has set,
And the city is now amongst the night, and it comes to life.
While I look down from atop the jagged edges of my home town hills,
My eyes gaze across, the blinding light rails.
And I wonder, if I looked hard enough, could I finally see you the way I was always meant to?
At a distance, with hesitation, and pure curiosity.

In the pink peonies room, my eyes melted a perfect shade of blue. A wallflower with wild daisy. A fiery passion of love against lust and compassion over comfort. A captured moment of crazy. A pink peonies room for a wallflower with a wild daisy. But my eyes melted in a perfect shade of blue.

I patiently waited
But you had forgotten
It was only for you
Only when you truly desired
A moment that felt so comfortable
So right.
A moment that truly meant nothing.
But I waited.
You just forgot.