Lemon

See through in the sunlight

She wore lemon

But never in the daylight

She’s gonna make you cry

She’s gonna make you whisper and moan

And when you’re dry

She draws her water from the stone

And I feel

Like I’m slowly, slowly,

Slowly slipping under

Like I’m holding onto nothing

To colour in the cold grey night

She had heaven

And she held on so tight

A man makes a picture

A moving picture

Through the light projected

He can see himself up close

A man captures colour

A man likes to stare

He turns his money into light

To look for her

Like I’m drifting, drifting,

Drifting from the shore

Like I’m swimming out to her

Midnight is where the day begins

A man builds a city

With banks and cathedrals

A man melts the sand so he can

See the world outside

You’re gonna meet her there

A man makes a car

She’s your destination

And builds a road to run them on

You gotta get to her

A man dreams of leaving

She’s imagination

But he always stays behind

And these are the days

When our work hase asunder

When we look for something other

There’s no sleeping there

She is the dreamer

Enjoy U2_Lemon,Crono.