The Umbrella lyrics

Who is your carousel? Who is your rose? Pink gold in the sudden frost I ran out in Spring I was empty And couldn't hold you Because I couldn't feel a thing Black butterflies Fly Black butterflies Fly On a good day I swear, I could touch wrinkled wing But warm where I touched your skin Couldn't you have given me a name? I thought all day All I wanted was a name Victoria, Alexandra, Jenny, or Joanne Just ain't no Genevieve Just not Jessica or Pam I had A heart of a card I am the card I am the card Hardened black wings And so we're thin hearts Strings of my own In the spring I wish I could call a name by me To Alexandra, Jenny or Joanne Just ain't no Genevieve Just a cold pen I had a blackened heart A hardened heart All I wanted was your hand All I wanted was your hand Hardened All I wanted was your hand Hardened All I wanted was your hand Hardened All I wanted was your hand Hardened All I wanted was your hand