“I see a red door and I want it painted black…
No colors any more, I want them to turn black…
I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black…
With flowers and my love both never to come back…
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a newborn baby, it just happens every day”