They'll give you rainbows
That hold every hue
They'll give you greys and blues
From every bruise they can show
They'll give you a part
Of their dreams
They'll hand you a heart
That's tearing at the seams
They'll ask if you heard
The notes in their song
They'll ask if it's wrong
To share a world instead of a word
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 9:56 PM UTC
They'll give you rainbows
That hold every hue
They'll give you greys and blues
From every bruise they can show
They'll give you a part
Of their dreams
They'll hand you a heart
That's tearing at the seams
They'll ask if you heard
The notes in their song
They'll ask if it's wrong
To share a world instead of a word
