There have be a reason
I wrote you for a long time about my solitudes.
Only allow me to turn away
and play with the tears,
violet as dark horsehair.
Don't ask me why
I have to sink so low not looking at you.
I can't feel what the time put to sleep
under my heartbits
and don't think I like to lie under
oxidized ash.
There have be a reason
I wrote you for a long time about rainbow-coloured dreams
under isolated clouds.
Don't feel me like caked wax on your steps.
Try, try and I will feel like
rainbow-coloured ash
scattered on icy colours.
Try as the time you danced on the tip of my smile.
Try and forget all about I've been writing you.
I wrote you for a long time about my solitudes.
Only allow me to turn away
and play with the tears,
violet as dark horsehair.
Don't ask me why
I have to sink so low not looking at you.
I can't feel what the time put to sleep
under my heartbits
and don't think I like to lie under
oxidized ash.
There have be a reason
I wrote you for a long time about rainbow-coloured dreams
under isolated clouds.
Don't feel me like caked wax on your steps.
Try, try and I will feel like
rainbow-coloured ash
scattered on icy colours.
Try as the time you danced on the tip of my smile.
Try and forget all about I've been writing you.