Behind fear and joy you hide
Without light you become wild
The color of your flower changes
He comes
White was not yours
You chose red
White behind your doors
Red on your bed
White was not yours
You chose red
White behind your doors
Red on your bed
Sometimes a whisper climb in your ear
It always make you shed a tear
of the color of snows covering your blood
She was
White was not yours
You chose red
White behind your doors
Red on your bed
White was not yours
You chose red
White behind your doors
Red on your bed
Baby you can come in my bed
White was not yours
You chose red
White behind your doors
Red on your bed
White was not yours
You chose red
White behind your doors
Red on your bed

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