Texty:
Deas Vail This Place Is Painted Red

reconciling past postitions. I am so naive. I am so naive. Put the pressure on. I?m only human but I?ll do this if you will speak through me. Take me to that place

I'm should So i give you all i am And i wont be afraid of mistakes that I've made Cause i know you understand And every time i come around to this place

And heaven is calling butterflies, so butterfly fly. You struck at the matchbox and it sparkled in you. You're finally feeling someone who always knew. And you problems seem smaller, the world is

I get up and I walk away I swear I wont get caught in this mold I live in sacred days What's the point if I'm reconciling past positions No one sees this

coming, time and time again for anything you say now For anything you say now For this foreign affair I will abide as the middle man Cause the solo cry is