Lyrics

Don’t make my Valentine red
Like the suitcase that I keep tucked under the bed
‘Cause I have no plans to leave
While other girls receive
Cards and roses, give me kisses instead
Of a Valentine red

Make my Valentine brown
Like the sweater you left with me when you left town
To work planting trees
and feed the mosquitos
While I waited for the mail to come round
Make my Valentine brown

Make my Valentine pink
Like the color of cheeks when I’ve had one more drink
On the dance floor we move
When the band finds a groove
And we don’t touch but I can feel what you think
Make my Valentine pink

Others may cut my heart, you can glue it
You’re the mark of the arrow run through it

Make my Valentine blue
Like the ink in our letters with tenderness true
The shirt that you bought was the same ocean hue
As the dress I was wearing when I said I do
And the light in the night when I lie next to you
Make my Valentine blue