Red is my dress, pale is my skin
And my heart is light raspberry pink
It can forgive, it can forget
The face of spring, the taste of bread
The love in my eyes, the love in my ears
The love on my skin, dripping like tears
Love made you cry, love made you sin
Love made you bleed, may blood make you sing
The painter knows each shade of sunset
As well as I know shades of red
Red on the wall, red on the spear
On Ginger's cheek, on Van Gogh's ear
Love made you cry, love made you sin
Love made you bleed, may blood make you sing
The painter knows each shade of sunset
As well as I know shades of red
Red on the wall, red on the spear
On Ginger's cheek, on Van Gogh's ear
Love made you cry, love made you sin
Love made you bleed, may blood make you sing
The painter knows each shade of sunset
As well as I know shades of red
Red on the wall, red on the spear
On Ginger's cheek, on Van Gogh's ear