I used to think in monochrome
Like a disc on repeat
The same 60 minutes of tragedy on
A big screen
But on the 500th play
Something happened I can't explain
Your character joined the script and suddenly
All the scenes made sense
Everything I thought I'd never feel
Came alive
And everything I needed to ****
Died between your lips
I'm not saying you're perfect
But if a blind man asked me to show him colours
You're the one I'd describe
Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 10:21 AM UTC
I used to think in monochrome
Like a disc on repeat
The same 60 minutes of tragedy on
A big screen
But on the 500th play
Something happened I can't explain
Your character joined the script and suddenly
All the scenes made sense
Everything I thought I'd never feel
Came alive
And everything I needed to ****
Died between your lips
I'm not saying you're perfect
But if a blind man asked me to show him colours
You're the one I'd describe