She's the pale white shimmer spangled on a falling moondrop
You wish you could be the piece of earth she fell upon
She's like knowing that this is the last time you're seeing color
She's a revelation lying on a tightrope
You wish you could be the creases in the breaking tether
She's like knowing that this is the last time you're seeing color
She's the type to say I love you in the crudest of ways
'Till the moon starts feeling a little uneasy
She's the type to say I love you in the crudest of ways
'Till the moon starts feeling a little uneasy
She's the levitation
You need to last
You wish you could forget the future
And the past
Oh please tell me this is the last time I'm seeing color
Oh please tell me that this is the last time I'm seeing color
She's the type to say I love you in the crudest of ways
'Till the moon starts feeling a little uneasy
She's the type to say I love you in the crudest of ways
'Till the moon starts feeling a little uneasy