Blood Red

I want to cut in red Without a roof Blood red Goes so fast My lipstick runs Down river Instead I stay a while longer I feel so restricted I know too much I'm so affected The winding hours Belong to strangers This low This low Oh, count the days and mountains That you're wasting lazily around abandoned Mind your head, you're so cut off I see the sea the scene is running free – You don't know that You sang this whole evening I believed in this song Oh, this song is like a breeze is coming I want to be in your bed Against your skin Where sun spills and move like currents and wild storms down rivers Oh, count the days and mountains That you're wasting lazily around abandoned Oh oh Mind your head, you're so cut up I see the scene is running free - you don't know that You sang this whole evening I believed in this song Oh, this song is like a breeze is coming Candles burn and golden plates You're the oil I'm the flame I'm alive and night coarse Stars align, my mind roars... Oh, Oh...