Shades of Honeydew

Shades of Honeydew

Every time I write a song, I can feel time passing on
Simple minded people say, there will be another day
Visibly it looks I could, ritually I wish I would
A tattered dress with lipstick stains an open heart still remains

And does this make sense?

Somebody tell her remember
She always sees the darkest blue
And shades of honeydew

I’m only catching up with you, like a bicycle for two
Driving west into the sun, makes the day continue on
And the light it turns to dark, that’s when you know that you should part
The hardest hard is how to end, a love song which includes no friend

And does this make sense?

Somebody tell her remember
She always sees the darkest blue
And shades of honeydew

And does this make sense?

Somebody tell her remember
She always sees the darkest blue
And shades of honeydew

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