Yellow

歌詞

Comming home, throw my leatherjacket on the floor I drink a cup of coffee trough a book Uh there ain't no wonders better on Except the little dirty picture on the wall On the screen it's very hard for me to see Trough the haze of Dying children Dying children Dying children I grab a pen, try to draw a silly picture of a brain Hoping that my own looked better But it's all just bits of paper And I am getting nowhere This is just a very weak expression of how I felt that Wooden, windy wedensday Windy wedensday Windy wedensday I wanna do a masterpiece today Paint pictures of the moments passed away-ay-ay-ay Pour colors on the words I like To say Mm, on a brush there's a tiny yellow color remain But I aint gonn' give up on this now Paint a sunroom on the seeling Gonna make sure that it's blinding This was just a very weak expression of how I felt that Wooden windy wedensday Windy wedensday Windy wedensday I wanna do a masterpiece today Paint pictures of the moments passed away-ay-ay-ay Pour colors on the words I like To say