Sanguine Romantic

Give me my innocence back,
that same perspective I once had.
Rearrange some of that disbelief
that the world has come to offer me.

How did those days escape me so quickly?
I don't remember how I got here.
I'm not a pessimist, rather a realist
whose rose'colored glasses disappeared.

Chorus

I was a sanguine romantic,
no one prepares you for it.
I was a sanguine romantic,
no one prepares you for it.

I knew love to be a straight line;
one that got twisted with time.
Painted with colors of black and white,
but you came and changed my mind.

When did those days escape me so quickly?
I don't remember how I got here.
I'm not a pessimist, rather a realist
whose rose'colored glasses disappeared.

Chorus

I was a sanguine romantic,
no one prepares you for it.
I was a sanguine romantic,
no one prepares you for it.

My imagination got tainted,
all of my dreamscapes repainted.
They're still vibrant,
just different
like the definition
of everything I grew up to know
all those years ago.

Chorus

I was a sanguine romantic,
no one prepares you for it.
I was a sanguine romantic,
no one prepares you for it.
I'm not a sanguine romantic no more,
this I was never prepared for.
I was a sanguine romantic,
no one prepared me for it.