Sanoja: Roses Are Red. Where I've Been.

And I don't want to say these things to you
And I wonder now
If I don't want to display these wings to you
Could we be one somehow?
(Release me, release me)

Trace the outline, fill me in
I can't remember where I've been
I'm sinking deeper, wearing thin
But can't remember where I've been
Where I've been

And I don't want to say these things to you
And I wonder now
If I don't want to display these wings to you
Could we be one somehow?
(Release me, release me)

Trace the outline, fill me in
I can't remember where I've been
I'm sinking deeper, wearing thin
But can't remember where I've been
Where I've been

Trace the outline, fill me in
I can't remember where I've been
I'm sinking deeper, wearing thin
But can't remember where I've been
Where I've been