i remember colors. you painted it in my eyes. green was for the spring time. blue the summers skys. but now the skys have darken. the white clouds turned to gray. what a way to break a heart. i
Dream of me baby. In a place, far away from here. And dream of we made it. Now we see, what is crystal clear. . Cause this life, this lonely, lonely life. Always caught on winter's edge. Cuts y