Surrounded in gold and priceless paintings She loves She lies in glistenings of Reddish and blue
Darkness was all she could see Lovely was all she could be No one had bothered to be Something she wanted to see Darkness red (is the bark of the tree) Living gray (is the bark of the tree)
Surrounded with boxes of people that once the day I speak and my words begin to believe what I say
Darkness was all I could see Lonely was all I could be Loving was something to me Somewhere for someone to see It was shade (is the bark of the tree) She's so mean (dark is the bark of the tree)