Showreel کے بول

Tomorrow brings the new year The garden is a showreel But I cannot look at it so I sit with your sadness I still have your memory and for that I am grateful My sister tells a story The same as from this morning I don’t know; not like you do Your lips are a bow and I am at your table Don’t say that I am graceless, maybe I'm not so careful For you my darling, anything I’d answer I walked out of there screaming All of my colours flying And in my head they painted all of our moments perfect I know you’ve been trying to see me like I'm something But some things can be missed and my eyes cannot miss you It hurts me to say it so I’ll sing all my blue So I don’t have to dream it, no, I don’t have to sleep through And sometimes I had reason, sometimes I had you For you, my darling, anything I’d do Anything I’d do