pictures painted by your hand.
will never look the same again.
the colours run, the colours fade.
what once was bright.
has now turned to grey.
there is a place in which i keep.
the parts of you and me.
as they were meant to be.
as just a memory.
will never look the same again.
the colours run, the colours fade.
what once was bright.
has now turned to grey.
there is a place in which i keep.
the parts of you and me.
as they were meant to be.
as just a memory.