A rush of blood paints my face red.
Bow your head in silence.
So many things you shouldn't have said.
--so many things you didn't think through.
A rush of blood paints my face blue.
Bow your head in silence.
So many things you want to change.
--so many things that they don't know.
A rush of blood paints my face green.
Bow your head in silence.
So many things you didn't need.
--so many things you can't return.
A rush of blood paints my face white.
Bow your head in silence.
So many people that you could have saved.
--so many things you have lost.
The colors fade to black and you are lost in pity.
A rush of blood paints my face--
Lift up your head.
--so many regrets will have you smothered;
It's how you use the colors to paint new pictures that keeps us going.
