Yes I'm talking to you
I see a red door and I want to painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I see them walking by, my happiness just goes
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not forsee this thing happening to you
If I turn my eyes away into the setting sun
let it burn my eyes away until my darkness comes
Oh let it come babe
Let it come yeah
I'm not fraid
I have seen the truth
You better let it come
let it come now baby
let it come to me
Take away the blue
The pain, the black
The stars, the Moon, the Sun
That you better turn
Turn, turn baby
Somebody help me...
Help me
Help me
Help me
Help me
Help me
Help me