Pastels

Pastel boats on a shining wave All the colors I want to paint my grave Colors that I hope I'll leave behind Yeah, they marked me, and I'd like to see who's next in line Sittin' with you, sittin' with you On a bench under the sun Stranger to misery Sittin' with you, sittin' with you All the colors fill my lungs And we smell like Italy But like the boats in the shadows When the sky turns blue to gray Sometimes I'm dark and I wonder How could I ever feel this way? So I'm sorry for doing The things I've yet to do I'm apologizing 'cause it's hard To look good next to you I watch a boat swim across the bay I feel alive in a summer glaze We take a dip as our temperatures rise Yeah, taking off a load, swimming in road with no lines Talkin' with you, talkin' with you As the waves come one by one And the sun drips down your face Talkin' with you, talkin' with you Dictionaries don't know love Our underwater dance takes place But like the boats in the shadows When the sky turns blue to gray Sometimes I'm dark and I wonder How could I ever feel this way? So I'm sorry for doing The things I've yet to do I'm apologizing 'cause it's hard To look good next to you Could you write better songs If you had a broken heart She said, could you sing a little louder If your world was falling apart Well, could you write better songs If you had a broken heart Well, well, I guess we'll never know Yeah, I hope we never know