Paint It Black

I see a red door
And I want it painted black,
No colours anymore
I want them to turn black.
I see the girls walk by
Dressed in their summer clothes,
I have to turn my head
Until the darkness goes.
I see a line of cars
And they're all painted black,
With flowers and my love,
Both never to come back.
I see people turn their heads
And quickly look away,
Like a newborn baby
It just happens every day.
My heart is back,
I see my red door
And I want it painted black.
Maybe then I'll fade away
And not have to face the facts,
It's not easy facing up
When your whole world is black.
No more will my green sea
Go turn a deeper blue,
I could not forsee
This thing happening to you.
If I look hard enough
Into the setting sun,
My love will laugh with me
Before the morning comes.
I see a red door ...