Yeah I like the color red
I'll chase it around every bend
Because the course of love never did run smooth
I can't drive a car
And I can't play guitar
And these rhymes are generic and crude
The view from so high
The colors so bright
There's a lot that I appreciate
I've only got a pair of eyes
I can't see beyond their sight
If I blink I'd be too soon or too late
And I'll tell you what I know
In the way that I know how
Why I'm in search of anywhere but there
Words can fail me like they always do
When there's so many thoughts of you
But it's a crowd even when I'm the only one who cares
Yeah I like the color red
blood and poppies
taxis and love
It's good but it was never enough
Regardless of whatever I'd said
Tell me I've been misled
Or it's all in my head
I'll say I've only ever followed my heart
I'll let it tear me apart
I won't care if I'm dead
VOUS LISEZ
All in my head
Roman pour AdolescentsWhen I'm not too busy being imaginary, I'm half decent. These are fictional stories, a figurine's phantasms. In other words, it can't get much less tangible than this. Go figure.