| Lyrics: | Moonlight and candle, midnight and wine,
Two shadows starting, to softly combine.
Picture
their pain is one of the heart,
And to those who have seen it; its a true work of
art.
Oh the red stroke, passions uncaged,
Thundering moments of tenderness
rage.
Oh the red stroke, tempered and strong,
Burning the night like the
dawn.
Steam on the windows, salt in a kiss.
To watch them never hounded like
this.
Inspired by a vision, that they can't come back.
Erasing the borders with each brush
of a hand.
Oh the red stroke, passions uncaged,
Thundering moments of tenderness
rage.
Oh the red stroke, tempered and strong,
Burning the night like the dawn.
The
blues will be blue, and then jealousy's green.
But when love fix its shade, it demands to be
saved.
Oh the red stroke, passions uncaged,
Thundering moments of tenderness
rage.
Oh the red stroke, tempered and strong, (fearlessly drawn)
Burning the night like the
dawn. x2
Steam on the windows, salt in a kiss.
To watch them never hounded like this. |
