I’ve been completely dyed
In a color I can no longer change
I’m telling this story
Taking my running start toward the afterword
As you shake yourself free from it
Your emotions slip in and out of view
Can you still truly say it’s the end?
A prosaic turning point
I’m not looking to win an award here
You sink further into the past
As the color of your parting gift deepens
It brings me nothing but pain
If I can’t do anything
About this goodbye
Then at least allow me to be cold
The nights you’ve cut away
Are just a few too many
I always knew
Which way the wind was blowing
But I was hoping to see the slightest ray of light
I’m just an idiot, you see
I still want to hold onto hope
Your color has already changed
As you look at me now, completely broken
You tried to reach out your hand
Then pulled it back
That’s how it appeared to me
I was locked away in grief
And the one thing that comforted me
Was my memory of you
Ahh, the pain
Ahh, the pain
No matter how I may scream that it can’t be over
You just shake your head from side to side
Now that the light has gone cold
It’s so exceedingly pale
I tried to open my mouth and say
“I don’t mind starting over, if it means we’re not history”
But the door has closed
And there’s no going back
My nights have been split in two
With the scent of tulips wandering between
It fills my dreams and invites my tears
I no longer
Can do anything about it
All I can do it pull at your sleeve
If I can’t do anything
About this goodbye
Then at least allow me to be cold
The nights you’ve cut away
Are just a few too many
Today marks the end to our rose-colored days
As they mix into the snow
I’ve become the color you always wanted
Ahh, it’s so cold