When red is black and petals blue And in my sleepless head our love's been dead a week or two Sometimes good times are stuck inside of you And then they're gone. But I don't know why A lot of things have changed since you said goodbye There are reasons for you to love me But I gave you none So I tap my gla** and nod my chin And wonder who you've been in rhythm with Sometimes just time, cars can't escape When clouds are playing close, not often too far away Blue has no value, power, or hue Open skies, relationless Carelessness is what I miss And that's how I think of you Sometimes good times WERE all we HAD to do So I tap my gla** and nod my chin And wonder who you've been in rhythm with So I tap my gla** and nod my chin And wonder who you've been in rhythm with