Pale blue gray
colored her eyes
As a soft feeling
starts coming back again
But like with
every rule
Of this, the longest of roads to
travel
It can never, completely
bring back
that lost
loving feelin'
Oh,
That would just be another left
and let to cross over
that one, forbidden
white line
But don't you want that revenge
on getting even with that
warning sign?
as here it comes again to not better
your remaining
days
And tie you once again to that
Boxcar laden, one way track
that disallows you
from ever coming back
Or
to feel...
and only leaves you to try and steal
This, the bunting red
that you will try to pretend
is what you can never
really see
Ooh. that true color of
that everlasting love
that can no longer
help you up
or set you free...
Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 11:38 PM UTC
Pale blue gray
colored her eyes
As a soft feeling
starts coming back again
But like with
every rule
Of this, the longest of roads to
travel
It can never, completely
bring back
that lost
loving feelin'
Oh,
That would just be another left
and let to cross over
that one, forbidden
white line
But don't you want that revenge
on getting even with that
warning sign?
as here it comes again to not better
your remaining
days
And tie you once again to that
Boxcar laden, one way track
that disallows you
from ever coming back
Or
to feel...
and only leaves you to try and steal
This, the bunting red
that you will try to pretend
is what you can never
really see
Ooh. that true color of
that everlasting love
that can no longer
help you up
or set you free...
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