LOVE IS RED 

Written by David Poe.  © 2004 Charming Martyr Music (BMI). All rights reserved. From the album Love Is Red

 

I'LL DRINK WHISKEY FROM THE BOTTLE

I'LL DRINK SHERRY OR MOONSHINE 

BUT MY LOVE IS LIKE A RARE RED WINE: 

A SACRAMENT, EXQUISITE, HARD TO FIND 

  

GLADIOLAS IN SLOW MOTION 

A SCAR OF TULIPS IN THE SNOW 

BUT MY LOVE IS LIKE A RED, RED ROSE: 

COVETED, EXPENSIVE, HARD TO GROW 

  

IS SHE SCREAMING BLOODY MURDER? 

IS SHE THROWN ACROSS THE BED? 

MY LOVE IS RED AS ANY CRIME SCENE 

FROM THE CURTAINS TO THE CARPET, MAN 

IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN 

THERE IS NO OTHER COLOR SCEME 

MY LOVE IS RED AS RED AS RED CAN BE 

  

THERE ARE FIREWORKS OVER THE SKYLINE 

A FIRE ENGINE DOWN THE STREET 

BUT MY LOVE IS RED AS SUNSET ON THE SEA 

MY LOVE IS RED, TOO VIVID TO BE BELIEVED