Paisley

Oh, to think it’s all over now
The season of love came to pass
You’ll find new warmth, of course
But it seems like the fact is that
I’ll have cold toes 'til my very last breath
It’s new now how much I’ve been crying
Each morning, night, bike ride
At work, really like, whenever
And I try to clear my mind
Do some good
But it don’t work quite like it should
Or how it did
And now I’m scared
I ask the world:
«What the hell?
How could a mind betray the self?»
And here I apologize for showing
Any semblance of emotion
Please, I just don’t know how to deal
And you say you’r the only one
Well you’r the only one sewn to my soul
In the paisley I love, a deep purple, green, blue
And a single stitch of orangish hue