Here I am now I see
There are blue skies
Ahead for me.
How time flies
Like a bee.
Maybe it's time
I stop creating
Crime scenes.
Where have you been?
You are still so red.
I miss your cute little chin.
I feel so misled.
Knowing you was such a blast.
It was simply romance.
Yet that was just the past .
I wish I had one last dance.
Why don't you see I'm so red ,in dread ,and being held by a thread?
The biggest secret is you were made up in my head
