The Ghost of Frida Kahlo (a touch of color)
When I’m feeling lonely in the night
I grab a glass jar candle and set it alight
Strumming on my guitar with madness
I start the seance with chords of sadness
To summon an old friend to share in pain
And together we just start to play
As I strum through my melody
She paints out of the melancholy
Frida paints the streams of solemn tears
Raing...
I grab a glass jar candle and set it alight
Strumming on my guitar with madness
I start the seance with chords of sadness
To summon an old friend to share in pain
And together we just start to play
As I strum through my melody
She paints out of the melancholy
Frida paints the streams of solemn tears
Raing...