Grow Silver

I've been staring for days I'm surprised I haven't aged I'm growing silver from my brain And my face Call it stupid It's so bleak You don't listen to your own advice She has new leaves Flowers bloom In the window of your parents room Would you carry me Red colour in your cheeks Smiling ironically Summer ain't coming Summer ain't coming Summer ain't coming Summer ain't coming Call it stupid It's so bleak You don't listen to your own advice She has new leaves Flowers bloom In the window of your parents room And I tried to engage it was not the same Call it stupid It's so bleak You don't listen to your own advice She has new leaves Flowers bloom In the window of your parents room