Paroles
You drew the sun into my sky
You drew the trees, and birds flying by
You drew a house with a front door
You drew the windows, chimney and more
You drew a garden, flowers and lawn
You drew us sitting on a see-saw
Maybe I still love you. Maybe I care
Maybe now I hate you. Wither in despair
You showed me moonstone in the wild wood
I ate the apple, you said I could
I smiled at you, you looked away
On the horizon the sky turned to grey
Maybe I still love you. Maybe I care
Maybe now I hate you. Wither in despair
You brought the sunshine. You took it away
You tore the picture. Set it aflame
You tore the picture
You drew the sun into my sky
You drew the trees, and birds flying by
You drew a house with a front door
You drew the windows, chimney and more
You brought the sunshine. You took it away
You tore the picture. Set it aflame