Red

It’s good to see you

It's good to see you now

It's good to hear you

Laughing by the L.A. crowd

In time

That I do believe

But now

All that I can see

Is red

The color of your hair

and coming down the stair

Before I turn to go

In yellow burning low

The blue-eyed morning rain

Is coming back again

And I don't understand

When all I see is red

It's good to see you

It's good to see you shine

A little like you

And baby, I've got mine

In time

That I do believe

But now

All that I can be

Is red

The roses in the park

And driving after dark

Before we softly go

In yellow burning low

The blue behind your eyes

Is bleeding into mine

In the way you hold my hand

When all I see is red

In time

I will have to go

But now

How can I let go

Of red

The color of your hair

And climbing down the stair

You know she has your eyes

And maybe he's got mine

Alight an amber train

And Paris in the rain

I don't have to understand

When all I see is red

When all I see is red

When all I see is red

And all I see is red