Blue

Thinking of your face, fast driving down this one way street.
Dramatize the speed of sound, winless game, but waiting patiently.
Getting back, I close my eyes, when I already run through the empty hall,
and the snow in the winter glow white, before the spring steals it all.
 
Sweet dreams of your eyes were the winter storm.
Crying is a Friday night, empty home.
Getting dressed and lights all around this place with someone new.
You and I was black and blue.
My love for you was coloured blue.
 
Touched your hand and had to know everything you wanted was somewhere there far away.
Chasing you through the haze was as hard as trying to explain something I can't formulate.
Counted times you rolled your eyes, but it is riddle I have no answer.
I wish I'd never found out, that feelings could be this mean.
 
Sweet dreams of your eyes were the winter storm.
Crying is a Friday night, empty home.
Getting dressed and lights all around this place with someone new.
You and I was black and blue.
My love for you was coloured blue.
 
It's ten years of the pictures and nightmares.
Crumble up my past, cause it's all unfair,
cause you moved on a hundred times,
I'm taking on this world, that's brand new
in glowing blue.
My love for you was blue.
 
I'll catch the arrows and burn my dresses,
I'll make it sadder, I'll run the stairs,
so you'll know, so you'll know.
You'll know
my love was you was blue.
You and I was black and blue.
 
Oh, sweet dreams of your hands were the calls I missed.
Winter stars you count were the little things,
and all the old mistakes, that I held onto, till I fell for you.
My love was glowing black and blue.
 
Seven in the morning was the butterflies, when I hear your name.
Running through the street, now it feels like going down the memory lane.
Traffic lights and crossroads, but you could be anywhere,
but your face and the autumn wind in my head and I don't wanna get rid of it.