Perfect Pictures

What we did the other day,
Painted perfect pictures blue and grey,
Well it's left me with nothin' more to say,
Other than I'm sorry.
The things we said the other day,
We should have bottled them up and hid them away.
I feel there's nothin' I can do,
That would get through to you,
I love you.
Our problems won't go away,
Unless we face them head on.
And though fatigue may rear it's ugly head,
We must stay strong.
This could go on forever,
This could go on and on and on.