Underneath the old railway bridge down by the canal
All is silent but the hoot of the owl
With my bag by my side and a torch in my hand
I bring with me my spray can
As I tag my name, it takes away the pain
But without you in my heart it just isn't the same
I am finding it hard to get you out of my head
As I spray ‘I love you' in crimson red
The flickering twilight on the dark waters
I think of the good times and love that it brought us
I spray ‘MF 4 MTB' in a bright yellow
And ‘U seek for answers which I think you know'
Now I am not a sinner but I am far from a saint
I am just a guy writing his feeling with his spray paint.
