A Thousand Springs

Lyrics

Writers like to keep a chapter's length between them Make love through the pages of a book they've read before I'm a lonely painter, have always been Colors touch my fingers, like I gotta feel his skin So my heart knows he's real as red, he's good as gold Catch me, I'm dancing alone now In the light that's coming through the afternoon Indigo the sky, breaks across my eyes And it hurts like trembling green No one's really kissed me for a thousand springs And I don't want to write about it No one's really kissed me for a thousand springs And I don't want to write anything Oh the way is steep, my paths to love, elaborate How could any real man ever meet the mark? A castaway for kindness, a starving and a blindness What I know now, if I knew then I'd never fall that way again Catch me, I'm dancing alone now In the light that's coming through the afternoon Indigo the sky, breaks across my eyes And it hurts like trembling green No one's really kissed me for a thousand springs And I don't want to write about it No one's really kissed me for a thousand springs And I don't want to write anything Writers like to keep a chapter's length between them Make love through the pages of a book No one's really kissed me for a thousand springs Yeah, no one's really kissed me for a thousand springs No one's really kissed me for a thousand springs And I don't want to write anything, anything, anything, anything