Pink Sky

Lipstick print on glass. I've been waiting for so long. Slightly smells of incense. I wish I knew what you think. But you still said it what I was most Afraid of. Here I go to the open window And look down, down, down, down, Down. I don't need any passions or confessions. I don't want to beg and cry. I fly and look at the pink sky. The earth will split under my weight under pressure. Up from the pink sky, I look at your Face one more time. Yes, today I saw my knees, they trembled a Lot. Oh, simple and correct solutions were too Dramatic for that. Why tear my eyes wide? You could save your precious time, But now you can see my goodbye, Bye, bye, bye. I don't need any passions or confessions. I don't want to beg and cry. I fly and look at the pink sky. The earth will split under my weight under pressure. Up from the pink sky, I look at your Face one more time. I don't need any passions or confessions. I don't want to beg and cry. I fly and look at the pink sky. The earth will split under my weight under pressure. Up from the pink sky, I look at your Face one more time. I don't need any passions or confessions. I don't want to beg and cry. I fly and look at pink sky. The earth will split under my weight under pressure. Up from the pink sky, I look at your Face one more time.