You looked at me As you spoke the words of a red rose, The silence that followed, it cradled, I swallowed, It could embrace it naturally.
And then you opened a gate, It led to a path, which Bloomed as we watched into perfect grass
And naïve I chased you blinded by petty fantasy, The power of you, it drifted into me.
Desires posed as possibilities in my foolish head And under your spell I drew the blinds over the red And I saw white, only white, Perhaps I diverted my sight to the daylight.
Oh I chased you blinded by petty fantasy The power of you, it drifted into me.
And then the light begun to flicker And under it I begun to wither. (x2)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.