brown
blue
brown
blue
somehow i've found the power
over you
there's a pattern
that's repeating inside of my brain
and i don't know when [or if] we will ever meet again
but i want you to understand
that this is how my life will remain
blue- the one i will not claim
the one so far back
i hate to try to regain
the state of mind i was in
such a young pup, you were just the friend of a friend
brown- well, i thought we were best friends
but bridges are burnt
and smiles fade with hurt
and so there you went
with so much power over me
blue- a simulated comfort
a silly mind game
lets toy with the brain
and see what we may gain
from this asinine competition
brown- a comforter
simply too much of a great thing
too soon for each to understand
too much love for us to handle
too much, simply too much
lets call it quits and find our way back to friends
blue- a friend
and more
but less
but somehow it makes sense
that we would listen
to that music
and call one another
"turn on the radio" "okay!"
but we wont over analyze these thoughts
because we're always allowed to change
our
minds.
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