Slow one on the red one.

You and Me

And the rain drops in bucket lots of the night that he first came.
She tastes the air all everwhere, like the first time she ever felt insane.
His kiss it smiles pouring for miles along the edges of her jaw.
And now shes stranded for his hand and its all going to him.

Here goes the boy without a face, he's sitting in the wind.
While the girl without a dream contemplates how this all began.
And i ask myself why I can't be simple - care free.
Then one day these paths will cross and drown out the sound of the rain.

And they sit at a tree top that they made when this is all began.
His words fold hers into delicate birds against the mutter of a kiss.
She holds on tight to him at night but its not enough no, to fight the rain.
And the tears he gave only seemed to cave against the mutter of the wind.

Here goes the boy without a face, he's sitting in the wind.
While the girl without a dream contemplates how this all began.
And i ask myself why I can't be simple - care free.
Then one day these paths will cross and drown out the sound of the rain.

"It was meant to be. Just you and me."

Here goes the boy without a face, he's sitting in the wind.
While the girl without a dream contemplates how this all began.
And i ask myself why I can't be simple - care free.
Then one day these paths will cross and drown out the sound of the rain.

True love it was but not enough to save her from the gallows in the night.
He sits alone waiting to go to the holy angels in the sky.
The moon it meets in the empty streets and now they dance in the wind.
His dust her dust tremors just enough to see that love is made again.