Red like a flame, this lives a game not made for everyone
Yellow your heart is yellow bright like the sun
But will we just sit here dreaming of next years colours
Green hit thee as the jungle surrounded me and I felt their colours
Blue as the sea and the waves crashed over thee, no life boat to see or leave
But will we just sit here dreaming of next years colours
Brushes got me glowing with the paths their showing, stories here and there lives lived Without a care, colours of me, and colours of you
White melted the snow but shadows didn't grow over her colour
Why would we sit here dreaming of next years colours
What do you say?
Tess Buckley - Blind, Meet Day Lyrics
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Red like a flame, this lives a game not made for everyone
Yellow your heart is yellow bright like the sun
But will we just sit here dreaming of next years colours
Green hit thee as the jungle surrounded me and I felt their colours
Blue as the sea and the waves crashed over thee, no life boat to see or leave
But will we just sit here dreaming of next years colours
Brushes got me glowing with the paths their showing, stories here and there lives lived Without a care, colours of me, and colours of you
White melted the snow but shadows didn't grow over her colour
Why would we sit here dreaming of next years colours
What do you say?
Yellow your heart is yellow bright like the sun
But will we just sit here dreaming of next years colours
Green hit thee as the jungle surrounded me and I felt their colours
Blue as the sea and the waves crashed over thee, no life boat to see or leave
But will we just sit here dreaming of next years colours
Brushes got me glowing with the paths their showing, stories here and there lives lived Without a care, colours of me, and colours of you
White melted the snow but shadows didn't grow over her colour
Why would we sit here dreaming of next years colours
What do you say?
Writer: Tess Buckley
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