We look away
From crimson skies
And feel the pain
Of sweet goodbyes
We spend the night
On diff’rent sides
And now our sites
Where we now hide
They tell us low
Was where we’d go
They told us so
And now we know
We look away
From tempting chance
That fate now lay
For one last dance
And now you smile
How nice, how vile
Make this worth while
Turn our backs and run for miles..
Sep 2, 2010
Sep 2, 2010 at 6:41 PM UTC
We look away
From crimson skies
And feel the pain
Of sweet goodbyes
We spend the night
On diff’rent sides
And now our sites
Where we now hide
They tell us low
Was where we’d go
They told us so
And now we know
We look away
From tempting chance
That fate now lay
For one last dance
And now you smile
How nice, how vile
Make this worth while
Turn our backs and run for miles..