The Rolling Stones

Paint it black

I see a red door and I want it painted black 
No colours anymore, I want them to turn black 
I see the girls walk by dressed in ther summer clothes 
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes 
 
I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black 
With flowers and my love, both never to come back 
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away 
Like a newborn baby, it just happens every day 
 
I look inside myself and see my heart is black 
I see my red door, I must have it painted black 
Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts 
It’s not easy facing up when your whole world is black 
 
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue 
I could not foresee this thing happening to you 
If I look hard enough into the setting sun 
My love will laugh with me before the morning comes 

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