You were singing, at your friend's house, Trent. You were friends since kids. You sung, and he played guitar. You were singing a song you two made up together.
You are the light of my day
When you will go my colors will fade to gray
Please tell me you will stay-ay
Praise the day yah
Tell me that you'll stay, tell that you'll stay
Tell me that you'll stay-ay
Because when you'll leave
My colors will to gray
sì, you are the love of my day
love of my day
love of my day-ay
when you'll leave
my colors will fade to gray
fade to gray
fade to gray-ay
"Wow, you sing very nicely." Trent complimented. You blushed a dark red. He kissed you.
