Painted Blue - Jono McCleery

Before you see it, painted blue

The temptation, to see it through

Turning back on, what you thought you knew

A fallen angel, is coming through

The train is coming, as darkness breathes

A feeling summoned, for all to see

Please, come back to me

And turn your soul, into

The one you held, onto, was true

Before you see it, painted blue

The temptation, to see it through

Please beware of, feeling cold

There’s no-one else I, could bare to hold

Turn your soul, into

The one you held, onto, was true