Wearing Red That Eve
I was wearing red that eve
I often seem to be
In my most important memories
In my most important memories

Like that time with the group of men
In New York way back when
Oh shouting profanities at me
My strength that came next even frightened me
I was wearing a red dress to the knee

From those mountains I draw something deep
Their warm colours and their rough peaks
In my mind I climb them under a burning sun
Feeling love for everything and everyone
I was wearing red that eve
I often seem to be