I didn’t mean to pull and push away but in the end I went to far
painting all colors with black
I did it too what I am going through some things are better left unsaid
words you can never take back
we somehow misread what each one had said
if I could I’d take it all away and bring it back to where we start
the place where our meeting is art
but I know I’ve got to let it go I’m never going back this way but hiding away in the dark
won’t make it all right, the sun shining bright
But I know I’ve done it before
and I know that there will be more
fire burning down the road
Oh well I don’t wanna walk in the cold