The Colour of Love
He said,
“You could take me home.
We could be nice to each other.
And tomorrow we’ll go our separate ways,
a day like any other.”
She said,
“You know I like you a lot,
And definitely feel some sparks
But you know as well as I
It can’t all be fireworks.
“Sure you’ll be calling me the next day
And I’ll be thinking of you
But you’ll just drift away
And I’ll be left with no clue.
“Because the colour of love’s not red
but blue.”
He said,
“You don’t need convincing
simple truths have meaning
And the time we spend talking
Eases the temptation.
“So let me buy you a drink
And we’ll toast to the nothing
that never happened and
the time we never wasted.
“Because the colour of love’s not red
but blue.”
