Red is bled

Petals blue

In my sleepless head
Our love's been dead a week or two

Sometimes  good times

Are stuck inside of you

And then they're gone

But I don't know why

A lot of things have changed

Since we said goodbye

There were reasons for you to love me

But I gave you none

So I tap my glass and nod my chin
And wonder who you've been in rhythm with

So time's just time

Cars can't escape

When clouds are gray and close
Not often  too far away

And blue has no value  power  or hue

Or open skies  relationless

Carelessness is what I miss
And that's how I think of you

Sometimes  good times

Were all we had to do

So I tap my glass and nod my chin
And wonder who you've been in rhythm with

So I tap my glass and nod my chin
And wonder who you've been in rhythm with