I can’t look into your eyes and feel no emotions
hear your voice
Smell your perfume all over
And act like its as plain as it seems
No it’s not plain
And nothing will ever be plain
Not since we got paint splashed all over.
I wouldn’t have it any other way
If I had to choose tomorrow whom I’ll love
If I have to pick one to miss
To care about
I’ll still choose you
Perhaps it’s the silliest thing I’ve ever
But again will do
keep at it till the day
That I can’t love you anymore.