Hiding true feelings. Mask of red slipping. True emotion pours out like bright red birds from her soul. Keep up the mask, don’t let it slip. Don’t let them see the soul but how could she hide something so beautiful?
Let them fly, birds of the soul…
Hiding true feelings. Mask of red slipping. True emotion pours out like bright red birds from her soul. Keep up the mask, don’t let it slip. Don’t let them see the soul but how could she hide something so beautiful?
Let them fly, birds of the soul…
Is Valentines really a day for lovers?
It’s making me wanna hide deep undercover.
Cards created for romantic schmucks…
Show your love with plenty o’ bucks.
Red hearts, pink hearts, love for sale,
Let me out of the Valentine jail.
I’ll be on a big white plane,
Off on a trip a lot less insane.