You Are My Color

As the distance grows the sorrow grows colder All I want is to be able to hold her Saying goodbye will never get easy as I’m growing queasy from having to part ways for days on end When she’s not here I feel like a painter in a world of blacks and greys no matter how hard he tries nothing’s the same without color But it won’t always be that way one day we’ll say goodbye for hours instead of days I know that it seems like a lifetime before things will change But I promise a lifetime is what we’ll have together once these things have changed