Lyrics

I've got a red vase more vivid than any flower
I've sat mesmerized hour on hour
All my vases can hold flowers
Only one vase can hold a memory

I've got a red vase in an otherwise blue room
I swear, when you stare this red vase will bloom
And it's sad, sad perfume
Washes your regrets over me.


But don't you want some peace
I know I need release
From our little roundabouts
Our whispers, our shouts
Now I'm tired and judgmental
Not at all sentimental
Move on, chalk it up
To some bad, bad, bad luck

But, thanks for the red vase, candy apple bright
As brilliant as we were in the right kind of light
I will keep it in my sight
A reminder of our best, yes sirree
Cause all my vases can hold flowers
Only one vase can hold a memory