Lavender Windows کے بول

Lavender windows and burgundy doors Olive green pillows on ebony floors The lightest of wine Could have been mine It should have been mine Promises kept and promises broken They're all the same whether silent or spoken They're not worth a penny I didn't make many I didn't break any Roads that are leaving and roads that have gone Oh every road moves but the one that I'm on The score is now even And I should be leaving Why am I not leaving