The Pastels night time made us

In the shed of my parent's house I can always see
The world slowing into me
Aero planes in the summer time low in the sky
I can never say goodbye
I move into the rapture of you
Nighttime colours are like clues
I wanted to be more like you
Nighttime colours remind me of things we used to do
How did the burn become a river?
I was somehow passing by forever
I walk through my favorite cemetery
On daylight I linger, but nighttime
Please deliver me into the rapture of you
Nighttime colours are so cool
I wanted to be somewhere with you
Nighttime colours remind me of things
I wanted to find
I wanted to steal something that was already mine
I wanted to steal something that was already mine