Numbered Differently Songtext
von Wan Light

Yellow, brown, blue skin
She fought things at him
They became us and we slipped into regret of course


I just wish the pages were numbered differently
I just wish the pages were numbered differently

The bus came and it was dark
Windows frosty and the seat was hard
And her hand was writing letters in the air

I just wish the pages were numbered differently
I just wish the pages were numbered differently