So paint your room with pastel colors Before the sun fades us out of style Or the wallpaper swallows us whole And the flowers on your dress make me blue So why don't you open up the windows that save you And let your wide eyes wash all over me Bring me to my knees And blow me through the breeze Cause I've gotta sin to feel you And you gotta weep before I can hear you And honey i don't want to hurt you But my heart's getting soft and my hands are so weak And I don't know where I've been but I'm sure you'll tell me The symphony of birds sing softly Spreading lies that you used to sing to me baby I wrote your name in dust on the night stand And I booked that flight for Memphis Tennessee