I see a line of cars and they're all painted black. With flowers and my love both never to come back. I see people turn their heads and quickly look away - Like a new born baby it just happens every day.
look inside myself and see my heart is black, I see my red door and it has been painted black. Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts. It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black.
