Paint my blues *
I look into your eyes
Anxiously bent on getting high
Instead I feel a sigh
Inside of me
How can that be?
I look into your smile
Patiently waiting for a while
Instead I realize
You're not for me
How can that be?
Well it's all in vain
Step off this train
Make me your muse
And paint my blues
I look into your eyes
Anxiously waiting for a sign
Instead we say goodbye
Farewell my queen
Swansong for me
we got to stop... |