Tuesday

Tuesday after a reckless and used day
I was running and running without a chance
To stop and chat at the sky
And finally, I stopped for a breath in the evening
And suddenly, I was caught by the scenery
Painting a picture of You
Day set, scatters of clouds in the distance
They whitewash the backdrop of secrets
Whispering shadows of blue
In more delicate hues
And finally, I stopped for a breath in the evening
And suddenly, I was caught by the scenery
Painting a picture of You
Tuesday after a reckless and used day
I was running and running without a chance
To stop and chat at the sky
And finally, I stopped for a breath in the evening, yeah
And suddenly, suddenly, I was caught by the scenery
Painting a picture
Of You
Painting a picture
Of You
Painting a picture
Of You