So paint your room with pastel colors
Before the sun fades us out of style
Or the wallpaper swallows us whole
And the flowers on your dress make me blue
So why don't you open up the windows that save you
And let your wide eyes wash all over me
Bring me to my knees
And blow me through the breeze
Cause I've gotta sin to feel you
And you gotta weep before I can hear you
And honey i don't want to hurt you
But my heart's getting soft and my hands are so weak
And I don't know where I've been but I'm sure you'll tell me
The symphony of birds sing softly
Spreading lies that you used to sing to me baby
I wrote your name in dust on the night stand
And I booked that flight for Memphis Tennessee
