Boris
Pink
I knew that, but I chose itYou knew that, but you chose itYou chose it after ignoring why, with no time to look backNo eyes to meet, but a smile you madeWhat color would I use to paint all overTo open your eyesIn a line, trying to kill off the dizzinessIn an agony, trying to make the reasonIn a line, without averting the eyes, as alwaysKnowing the reaction, making an empty attempt to make the reason'The reason why...well, I can't tell'And such a smile'My eyes are...just reflecting'And such a smile,painful smileFollowing the line, It's all so superficial, all these eye-cntactsthat are going back to the liesIn a line, as always, without averting the eyesKnowing the reaction, making and empty attempt to make the reason'Already, I knew it.'
From Letras Mania