Tell Me What To Feel
Everything turned back and went
Their own peculiar way
I’m about to forget
What I thought to say
Blues are punishing for war
Reds are punishing for peace
Still I walk through my old door
Using my old bunch of keys
Between a rock and a hard place
I am used to be
I would like to be amazed
Tell me what to feel
I’ll be listening in awe
Wash me with your summer rain
Love to hear your words aflow
Can you please say it again.
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