Without You
You were a stupid dreamer and
I was naiive
I saw a spark in you
but it was not what it seemed,
and I should have left it be but what could I do,
and as we became closer I soon cared about you,
but soon I breathed your toxic fumes and it was like a flood,
and you sucked the peace of mind straight out of my blood,
but then the air grew cold like when a pond freezes,
and you ran and I was left to pick up all the pieces.
The sun set anyway,
and I closed my eyes,
my life was an empty room but I was surprised
that people could still love me after I missed them for you.
But that just shows what decency can do.
The trees were green
the sky was pink
life is never what I think,
my life was grey, then it was blue,
and now it's rainbows, without you.
It felt like years, but really it was months- who knew?
And after that, I still just missed what once was you,
My hands were taped with what you call a mental block of fear
and I wanted to be free so I could once again hear,
My only one escape was another friend who never bailed on friends,
and that was where I started and it was another of your ends.
And for just one second in my life I didn't just see grey
and we turned our back on you and them and learned to love the day.
The trees were green
the sky was pink
life is never what I think,
my life was grey, then it was blue,
and now it's rainbows, without you
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