Besedila: Rage. Paint It Black.

I see a red door
And I want it into black
No colors anymore
I want them to turn black

I see a line of cars
And they're all painted black
With flowers and my love
Both never to come back

I see the girls walk by
Dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head
Until my darkness goes
Paint it black, oh

I look inside myself
And see my heart is black
I see my red door
And it's painted into black

No more will my green sea
Go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing
Happening to you

I see people turn their heads
And quickly look away
Like a newborn baby
It just happens anyway
Paint it black, oh

I see a red door
And I want it into black
No colors anymore
I want them to turn black

If I look hard enough
Into the setting sun
My love will laugh with me
Before the morning comes
Paint it black, oh

I wanna see it, baby
Painted black
I wanna see it baby, baby
Painted black
I wanna see the sun
Painted black