Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall
Like the couleurs in autumn so bright just before they lose it all
Losing him was blue, like I’d never known
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
But loving him was red
Loving him was red
Touching him was like realizing all toi ever wanted was right there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favori song
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like wishing toi never found out that l’amour could be that strong
Losing him was blue, like I’d never known
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody toi never met
But loving him was red, oh red, burning red
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now gotta let go
But moving on from him is impossible when I still see it all in my head…in burning red
Burning, it was red
Losing him was blue, like I’d never known
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
Cause loving him was red, yeah yeah red, burning red
And that’s why he’s spinning around in my head
Comes back to me in burning red
Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
