I see boxes Fills up a room All the things I never told you still glooming And I try though, I try though Talking never seems to do it
I miss the taste of you, red hearts and the dust of June Oh I miss the taste of you
The night now, it's as dark as the crows That call me in the discernment above Still they won't let me be Two hearts gone black and blue Oh they won't let me be closer to you
I miss the taste of you, red hearts and the dust of June I miss the taste of you, red hearts gone black and blue The only thing you ever do is you sigh and you cry, cry
