Stained Glass - Cece Rogers

My hands in the air, I don’t wanna fight

There’s a lunar eclipse in the sky tonight

The moon is red, everything that you said

I’m hoping will fade away…

I keep trying to take deeper breaths of you

Wanting to melt in

My favorite colors, you’re

Always the perfect hue

But now it’s just day to day…

Compassion has turned to aggression

And aggression has turned to any room without you

A shattered thought of this lasting

My heart has been fasting

Distorted by visions of you

I only see it’s now through stained glass

It’ll never be clear again

What color are my eyes through stained glass

Beats tears, and then there’s that

I only see it’s now through stained glass

It’ll never be clear again

What color are my eyes through stained glass

These tears, and then there’s that

She takes a deep breath, a dramatic pause

It’s plain to see, the cause is lost

We both can say we tried, all that’s left to decide

Who stays and who walks away…

Buy a perfect frame for the memories

Like a favorite song or a melody

You think of it time to time

Or it may crush your mind

Then go on with your day…

Compassion has turned to aggression

Aggression has turned into any room without you

A shattered thought of this lasting

My heart has been fasting

Distorted by visions of you

I only see it’s now through stained glass

It’ll never be clear again

What color are my eyes through stained glass

These tears, falling down

Watching you fade in the distance

It’s hard to resist this

Wanting to chase you down

Wish there was a way we could fix this

My heart, it will miss this

It’s better we stand around

I’ll be here, faking smiles through it all

And you’ll be there, trying hard not to call

And we’ll be where?

Nowhere at all

Mm…

I only see it now through stained glass

It’ll never be clear again

What color are my eyes through stained glass

I… these tears, and then there’s that

I only see it’s now through stained glass

It’ll never, never never never be clear again

What color are my eyes through stained glass

Yeah…

My hands in the air, I don’t wanna fight