Falling for her whispers
Listening to wind carry along her tune
Silently disrupting
The house is cold
The evening is maroon

Falling for her whispers
Underneath the shining trees
The pale blood Moon
The evening is maroon

And if you should be watching
I pray to God if she truly exists
That when my morning high
Falls down with the Sun from in the sky

I pray my days are long and fruitful
Forever feeling youthful
In my red bedroom
My loved maroon

Falling for her whispers
Listening to wind carry along her tune
Silently disrupting
The house is cold
The evening is maroon

Falling for her whispers
Underneath the shining trees
The pale blood Moon
The evening is maroon

(Walking under bridges near and far
I don’t know where you are
My darling dear
You can't just disappear

Silently I walk alone
This house is just for one, I fear
My darling dear

Falling for your candy hearts
Your shooting stars
Your guilted start
Your pale blood Moon
The evening is maroon)