Mexico

If I could paint a picture of myself tonight It would be the deepest shade of blue of my face lit b the moon Oh so I took a flight to Mexico 'Cause I just felt so lost I might as well be there, you know And if there's nothing I can do to come back to you Well, I'm gonna let you go in Mexico Oh and if I could paint a picture of our last goodbye I hope my brush could do justice of that kind of sadness in your eyes Oh, and I'd sketch you that [?] at the edge of our bed And it's been so long but how could I forget, oh And if there's nothing I can do to come back to you, oh well I am going to let you go in Mexico? And if there's nothing I can do to come back to you, oh well I'm going to let you go in Mexico Oh