I've never tasted a color before, until I met you and hit the floor. Counting the wood chips, I can see the way your heart trips. So, I've tied my tongue to save myself but I still turn to find your heart beside mine on the shelf. Nightmares force me to think of you, cause I’ll wake up remembering this is the way you felt, too. The sirens call for you in the night But your a heavy sleeper, try as you might. I wore this dress and waited for you months later, alone, it turned blue. Then, one night sleeping in the rain, I found your promises in my pockets to explode the pain. They didn’t come from where you locked it, but I took them, and waited for my heart to split.
I'm wearing this color, because it's full of love and I'm waiting for you to see me Yet, you don't even know my favorite color painfully knowing this is the only way this is going to be.