Cicci (your Colors) Lyrics

Future Idiots Cicci (your Colors)

This hand, this small warm hand in my hand, it keeps me
calm.
This bed, it reeks of innocence.
What am I on?
The awkward tension is tearing us apart, it's holding
on.
Yeah something's wrong.
The air in here is getting hard to breath.
Tell me now what to do, cuz I'm leaving this all to
you.
I am learning so much from you.
But it's way to soon.
I'm climbing the walls inside, and she seems to feel it
to.
But I know we will decide,
that this is way to soon.
Her window looks good enough to exit thru, but no!
I will not leave, not now.
Gosh! Those colors on her dress makes her look,
so good, they should. They're your colors.
I'm telling you this could last, if we just figure out
this mess.
Maybe the problem will pass.
There's dripping tears on her dress.
I'm climbing the walls inside, and she seems to feel it
to.
But I know she has decided,
that this is way to soon.
I'm facing her every day with regrets and I guess we're
to blame.
Cuz we were feeling the same.
And it was not too late.
I love you in those colors.
I love you in those colors. Your colours.