Grower

I was thinking about a dark shade of blue
One for to match me and one to match you
The one that is mine hangs low in a room
The one that is yours I would not have a clue

I was thinking about you when she had said
Love's not a symptom of time oh my head
Self love's not a symptom of time it is true
Now what happens after this dark shade of blue

It's a slow burn
It's a long haul
It's a grower
They say love will fuck us all

It's a slow burn
It's a long haul
It's a grower
They say love will fuck us all

It's a slow burn
It's a long haul
It's a grower
They say love will fuck us all