Colors - Barcelona

It’s hard for me to say what I want from

You I have had 22 years of Trying to form the words that somehow

Might mean I am feeling

So many colors in this distraction

Brown hair makes her lips more red

Words would not describe what I’m seeing

I try to hold my tongue, but it’s useless

She makes my heart scream color

I know by now she should have found me out

Every sense I have has been exhausted

But color makes her smile

She’s always waiting for me to speak

But all she hears is whitest noise

Though I may not communicate my Heart she knows the color I’m screaming

She makes my heart scream color

I know by now she should have found me out

Every sense I have has been exhausted

But color makes her smile

I feel it coming (x6)

I feel it coming on She makes my heart scream color

I know by now she should have found me out

Every sense I have has been exhausted

But color makes her smile