My life is a spiral, ending in you,
starting in fog, red and blue.
Lord knows what I’ll run into.
You might choose me now, true,
tomorrow, who’s knows what you’ll do.
At the moment
I miss you enough not to tell you.
Come watch the streetlights turn blue,
let’s see what our dreams come to.
Who care’s what’s right or true,
No hue has ever done what you can do.
My life is a spiral, and yours is just you
You’re wearing sunglasses, mine are just blue.
Who did I think I’m speaking to?
At the moment, all this is true.
Tomorrow, I’ll know what I’ll do.