Hue an' dye

Like the glass against your eye

Color of the stare

For the vision of your hair

Morning is the grace

Throwing acid in your face

You will like it too

I cry for you

I will paint with tears

Erasing years

Northern lights are cold

When it's time to grow old

Blood reds and greys

Claiming best in younger days

Blacks and whites

Jumping fences in the nights

You were like that too

I laugh at you

Black from white or red

You change your head

You of amber hue

A heart dyed blue