The Blue Period Lyrics

End Of Julia The Blue Period

it's four a.m. in paris. the air is rising thick. did it
ever occur to you that i'd wait forever? the wine has
spilled. wash the glass away with acceptance. chase it
down with a new-found arrogance. without adding insult to
injury i wouldn't change a word of it. the wine has
spilled. wash the glass away with acceptance.