Red

Composed by：Bill Priddle

Saw you looking for a light

Face painted cigarette white

You asked the cleanest boy you found

You couldn't see me turned around

His fingers stretched across your empty gaze

That I just can't escape

As the red fades from your wrinkled dress

A picture of the people you've impressed

Hangs on a wall around here

Vision starts to crawl when I'm near

And the evening waits

When you get caught up to your own mistakes

Made up of different lines

I wouldn't wanna keep in my mind

I wondered why you'd come around

Remembering your little girl frown

Your answers kept the crowd at bay

With compliments unwilling to pay

I had some things I'd like to say to you

But they just can't be true

As the red fades from your wrinkled dress

A picture of the people you've impressed

Hangs on a wall around here

Vision starts to crawl when I'm near

And the evening waits

When you get caught up to your own mistakes

Made up of different lines

I wouldn't wanna keep in my mind

As the red fades from your wrinkled dress

A picture of the people you've impressed

Hangs on a wall around here

Vision starts to crawl when I'm near

And the evening waits

When you get caught up to your own mistakes

Made up of different lines

I wouldn't wanna keep in my mind

As the red fades from your wrinkled dress

A picture of the people you've impressed

Hangs on a wall around here

Vision starts to crawl when I'm near

And the evening waits

When you get caught up to your own mistakes

Made up of different lines

I wouldn't wanna keep in my

As the red fades from your wrinkled dress

A picture of the people you've impressed

Hangs on