You know I never really meant to give you up
I just wasn’t prepared to breathe in you life
To me it never really occurred that I would be sober
That I would be so hurt and feel you missed...
The color of your hair.. a shadow always there..
the color of your eyes.. forever we disguised
that blood was on our hands and blood was on her thighs
the sound of a voice.., I had to make a choice...
You know I never really bent enough to learn
What sacrifice meant it’s a stone unturned
to me it never really occurred that I would get older
and I’d be looking over a life like this.., to see
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CHORUS
What color was your hair? It’s a question I can’t bare.
What color would your eyes have been
if forever we had shined in them
But blood was on our hands
and blood was on her thighs
the sound of your voice
I had to make a choice...
You know I never really meant to give you up
I just wasn’t prepared to breathe in you life...
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Lyrics submitted by Ward Bell.