Don't call me up for an empty date 
I wanna get through to you and get out of this state 
Tokyo in the wintertime, as I walk on by 
Hear the lights like a lullaby 
It's got the message that's in the air 
Count the colors, and colors beware 

I so wanted to be in your heart 
I so wanted to be in your heart 
But you wanted her and me on my own 
You don't know that it left another hole 

Last night I wrote something like it's more than pain 
And secret numbness is all that remains 
Tokyo in the summertime and night time blues 
Go take some break, but don't tell me what to do 
It's got the message that's in the air 
Count the colors, and colors beware 

I so wanted to be in your heart 
I so wanted to be in your heart 
But you wanted her and me on my own 
You don't know that it left another hole 
 [bad word] into summertime, it's just nostalgia  [bad word] to summertime, it's just the radio 
The surface could be sweet but poisonous inside 

Just get away with some old cliche 
But when the words get life, it's hard to say 
You will never know how I felt inside 
It's got the message that's in the air 
Count the colors, and colors beware 

I so wanted to be in your heart 
I so wanted to be in your heart 
But you wanted her and me on my own 
You don't know that it left another hole 

I so wanted to be in your heart 
I so wanted to be in your heart 
But you wanted her and me on my own 
You don't know that it left another hole