Roses, Jesus! I wanna be away
Everything is dark and grey
Dreamers, screamers they think I'm liar:
"Hey boy, why don't you die?"
Now it seems that he's forgetting you
Now the boat is flowing without you
The painter is waiting for his world to collapse
Considering his life a total lapse
The princess is crying alone in her room
Praying that a new morning doesn't come
And people say he's coming back to you
People think He's stoppin' hangin around
Looking for the things that you used to do
So You know it hurts, but you don't...
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!
"Beauty, sadness, you don't wanna stay here
The love that you taste, to test all of your fears"
Then she said: "I have an idea"
"I adore the sound of the trees in March
Let me take you there, please trust me"
And I don't look back, and I can't go on
Then I try to sleep, but I can't
And I know the bell is tolling for me
And people say he's coming back to you
People think he's stoppin' hanging around
Looking for the things that you used to do
So You know it hurts, but you don't mind
And people say he's coming back to you
People think he's stoppin' hanging around
Looking for the things that you used to do
So You know it hurts, but you don't mind