I've got a trip plannednGonna watch the world spinnunderneath my feet,ncuz my synthesisnhas made you nred. nnI see your outline,non that spot near my doornwhere we'd fall like dovesnand I'd fall in love.nnow theres justnthe floor. nnAnd the skin shednheld our passions,nthere's two lovers trapped ninside our heads. nBut with the Spring we will forgetneverything.nnand the days whennI'd play your saviornwill be as surreal nas our religion.nand the cuts leftnin our young chestsnwill callousse til ntheres nothing left.nnand everything will benred.nneverything I am will benred.nnand everything we see will be nred. nred.nnand my thoughts of you will cease nwith the passing of the weeks.nbaby, it's not what I planned.nit is just how things happennwhen you fall out of love.nwhen you fall out of love.