This hand, this small warm hand in my hand,
it keeps me calm.
This bed, it reeks of innocence.
What am I on?

The awkward tension is tearing us apart, it’s holding on.
Yeah, something’s wrong.
The air in here is getting hard to breath.

Tell me now what to do, cuz I’m leaving this all to you.
I am learning so much from you.
But it’s way to soon.
I’m climbing the walls inside, and she seems to feel it to.
But I know we will deside,
that this is way to soon.

Her window looks good enough to exit thru, but no!
I will not leave, not now.
Gosh! Those colors on her dress makes her look,
so good, they should.
They’re your colors.

I’m telling you this could last, if we just figure out this mess.
Maybe the problem will pass.
There’s dripping tears on her dress.
I’m climbing the walls inside, and she seems to feel it to.
But I know she has decided,
that this is way to soon.
I’m facing her every day with regrets and I guess we’re to blame.
Cuz we were feeling the same.
And it was not too late.

I love you in those colors.
I love you in those colors.
Your colors.

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