Orange Blue
Million Years Of Pain
Friday morning Iâm still drunk from the memory of our greed
crucified and blessed by a girl who is the same way unrestrained
it only happens once or twice you meet someone you realy feel halfway in love halfway to madness
there ainât no difference to fell
she said hey baby you canât catch a rainbow
tough you sleep with me donâ think you own me
she said hey baby if youâve got the innocence thatâs the innocence to do the things you fell, to give in, to reveal
Ref.
she said look after a million years of rain
Iâll make the flowers grow again
when winter has gone
Iâll be the river that is rising from your pain
after a million years of rain
Friday night beneath the silence hides a maniac left behind
only saints and murderess know what itâs like to hide a crime
she said hey baby like a new cherrie blossom
at the end of may Iâll be blown away
she said hey baby you talk like an actor
but Iâm realy attracted by the kind of sordid peace that your poems achieve
From Letras Mania