Red is bled
Petals blue
And in my sleepless head
Our love's been dead a week or two

Sometimes, good times are stuck inside of you
And 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
Clouds are grey 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