Too poor to pay attention
Too intense to be in love
I’m too high to hold it down
But I’m too down to rise above
So give me your rain showers
And plant in me your seed
With which I will grow flowers
Or maybe just some weeds
I know you’ll go away someday
But until then
You are my yellow paint
And when
They ask me I will say
That not a thing could make me stray
I’m a canvas for your pain
Today you’ll stay
My yellow paint
I’ve always been a cynic
Convinced I’ve loved in vain
Until I heard you call me yours
As if it were my name
Now that I’m catching feelings
I’ve never felt so sick
You’re coloring my insides
A bright and golden tint
I know you’ll go away someday
But until then
You are my yellow paint
And when
They ask me I will say
That not a thing could make me stray
I’m a canvas for your pain
Today you’ll stay
My yellow paint