Saturday, May 28, 2011

Paint It Black




I see your red door and I want to paint it black 

No colors anymore I want them to turn black 


I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes 
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes 



I see a line of cars and they're all painted black 


With flowers and my love, both never to come back 
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away 
Never see the sight of me that changes every day 



I want you to paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it black 


Paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it black 
I want you to paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it black 



No more will my dream's eagle turn a deeper blue (handcuffed, handcuffed) 


I could not forsee this thing happening to you 
If I look hard enough into the setting sun 
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes 



I look inside myself and see my heart is black 


I see my red door and it has been painted black 



Paint it, paint it, paint it black 


Paint it, paint it, paint it black 
Paint it, paint it, paint it black 
Paint it, paint it, paint it black as night, black as tar 
Wanna see the sun blotted outside 
Paint it black 

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