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Ashley Kutcher

Favorite Color

 

Favorite Color


Where'd you go to school?
What's your favorite food?
Where do you spend your time
On the weekends?

What's your favorite song?
Do your parents get along?
I'm bored to death
Can't he see it?

I'm twisting my thumbs
As he sips from his cup
Could have better conversation
With my ceiling

He's grabbing my knee
As I'm trying to leave
That's the first time
And last time I'll see him

I remember it all too well
Thinking' I've never been
Closer to hell
Till I met you
I thought that I walked into heavens room
Don't wanna check out soon

Step back
And take a good look at everything we have
I don't think it gets any better than that
If you let go
Don't know if I'll recover
I can't take another

I can't
Can't learn somebody else all over again
Don't want another "hey you should meet my friend"
Cus there's no more
I'm sure, to discover
I can't take another "what's your favorite color?"

We talk through the night
Now I can read your mind
Tell me things
That you always held secret
And I'll hold 'em close
How could I ever go
Back to shallow
When I know you the deepest

Step back
And take a good look at everything we have
I don't think it gets any better than that
If you let go
Don't know if I'll recover
I can't take another

I can't
Can't learn somebody else all over again
Don't want another "hey you should meet my friend"
Cus there's no more
I'm sure, to discover
I can't take another "what's your favorite color?"
Ooh...
I can't take another, no

Let's work this out
Don't leave me blue
Cause I'm bleeding red
When I'm without you

You're my brown eyed boy
I'm your rose perfume
When you need me the grass
Grows greener too

And a white picket fence
With a bayside view
Under the yellow sun
A summer afternoon

Driving your old grey car
In the middle of June
I'll never find you again in someone new

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