Life’s Color has turn half bittersweet,
because he would rather fall in chocolate,
than fall in love.
And I keep waiting right on the street.
Like the trill of a bird it sounds,
whenever he talks.
And under a hidden cloud,
his laughtEr walks.
Only to the sky,
his Smile can compare.
And I see just sparks fly,
whenever he stares.
It’s easier to recall the periodic table,
than wait for a glance.
Because I can’t find the courage,
to ask him for dinner or to dance.
Just look at the ocean to understand,
the hundred drops that are able,
to keep the hArmony,
in this crazy trance.
What can I say if you ask me about this?
Just that my life is bittersweet.
Because he would rather drown in chocolate,
than fall in love.
And I’ll be here for now,
looking inside those deep, brown eyes.
Noticing that an eagle is passing just in front,
that mahogany sunRise.
“As you doze of tonight, I’ll toss and turn. As your sweet dreams take flight, I’ll crash and burn. While you’re heart flutters free, I still can’t breathe. As you stir in your sleep… I hope you think of me.”
-Owl city.
