Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly
Loving him
is like trying change to your mind
once you're already flying through the
free fall
Like the colors in autumn, so bright, just before they lose it all
.
Losing him was blue, like I've never known
Missing him was dark
grey, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never
met
But loving him was red
Loving him was red
.
Touching him was
like realizing
All you ever wanted was right there in ront of you
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite
song
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword
And
realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like wishing you'd
never found out that love could that be strong
.
Losing him was blue,
like I've never known
Missing him was dark grey, all alone
Forgetting
him was like trying to know somebody you never met
But loving him was red
.
Oh, red
Burning red
.
Remembering him comes in flashbacks,
in echoes
Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go
But moving on from him
is impossible when I still see it all in my head
Burning red
Loving him
was red
.
Oh, losing him was blue, like I've never known
Missing him
was dark grey, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you
never met
Cause loving him was red
Yeah, yeah red
Burning red
.
And that's why he's spinning round in my head
Comes back to me, burning
red
Yeah, yeah
His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead end
street
.
Splendidyang