About me:
If I could paint your picture
I'd paint you as the sea
I'd let your arms become the tide
If I could fall into you
I'd let you swallow me
So I could see you from inside
And it's a cruel melody
That you sing when I'm away
Trying to find where the sun shines
In a land that's turning gray
And it's a cruel memory
To look back on who we were
because my past is a poison
And I'll never find a cure