Pastel Blonde

March forth with the winds, with all those things you said to them
Ill complete your world, just open up the truth it hurts
Don’t treat me like them other boys
Im not like all the rest of your toys
Don’t leave it up to me its your choice
Don’t hang me out to dry

And I want to see what hides beneath those eyes
(Oh yes I do!)
In tune with you
I cannot control those things you said to me

Don’t treat me like them other boys
Im not like all the rest of your toys
Don’t leave it up to me its your choice
Don’t hang me out to dry

And I want to see what hides beneath those eyes
(Oh yes I do!)
In tune with you
I cannot control those things you said to me