11-04-2020, 09:53 PM
SHE'S GOT ENOUGH ON HER MIND THAT SHE FEELS NO SORROW. I LET MY FATE FILL THE AIR,
SO NOW SHE'S ROLLIN' DOWN HER WINDOW. NEVER BEEN ONE TO HOLD ON, BUT I NEED A LAST BREATH
I WAS LOOKING FOR A BREATH OF LIFE, A LITTLE TOUCH OF HEAVENLY LIGHT, BUT ALL THE CHOIRS IN MY HEAD SANG "NO"
TO GET A DREAM OF LIFE AGAIN A LITTLE VISION OF THE START AND THE END BUT ALL THE CHOIRS IN MY HEAD SANG "NO"
MR BLUE, I TOLD YOU THAT I LOVE YOU PLEASE BELIEVE ME.
MR BLUE, I HAVE TO GO NOW, DARLING DON'T BE ANGRY.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.