The Empty Mirrors - The Weirdest Part of Town

You Tore the Picture

You drew the sun into my sky
You drew the trees, and birds flying by
You drew a house with a front door
You drew the windows, chimney and more
You drew a garden, flowers and lawn
You drew us sitting on a see-saw

Maybe I still love you. Maybe I care
Maybe now I hate you. Wither in despair

You showed me moonstone in the wild wood
I ate the apple, you said I could
I smiled at you, you looked away
On the horizon the sky turned to grey

Maybe I still love you. Maybe I care
Maybe now I hate you. Wither in despair

You brought the sunshine. You took it away
You tore the picture. Set it aflame

You tore the picture

You drew the sun into my sky
You drew the trees, and birds flying by
You drew a house with a front door
You drew the windows, chimney and more
You brought the sunshine. You took it away
You tore the picture. Set it aflame

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Writer(s): Rupert John Haigh
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