Red - Click Click

A slick on the tarmac, a corner from nowhere

the needle’s touching ninety

and I don’t want to hurry you (don't want to hurry you)

and the road hits the roof as the car turns over

I watch you going backwards

and the seal of your life now lies there broken.

And it feels like a miracle

tonight I watch you going backwards

and the glass in your lap, and the glass in your face lies

glinting in red

and the road hits the roof as the car turns over

I feel you there beside me

and my hand comes away from the back of your head

glinting in red

To see you stand and take my hand

would have to be a miracle

You’re laying still beside the wheel

so twisted it’s impossible

I wait for you to tell me that it’s all been

just another dream

but how can you tell, when it’s so true

true

how can you tell when it’s so red?