I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
Maybe if I look hard enough into a setting sun
I think my love will laugh with me before the morning comes

Mm, mm, mm....
Oh, oh, oh....

Paint it black
Paint it black
Paint it black (black, black)
Paint it black (black, black)
Paint it black
Paint it black

Paint it black (black, black)
Paint it black (black, black)
Paint it black (black, black)
Paint it black (black, black)
Paint it black (black, black)
Paint it black

Copyright: Abkco Music Inc.
Writer(s): Keith Richards, Michael Jagger