Colours (in Paris)

You give me colours in the morning light

You give me colours at the end of the day

You give me colours in my lifetime

Oh please, say you'll stay

 

And I know that the colours are my own

The gift you give to me is my own sight

And I love to feel your head upon my shoulder

And I love to feel your warmth by me at night

 

You give me thoughts that make my head spin

You give me thoughts that help me see

You give me thoughts that make my mind burn

And I love you, rest by me

 

And I know that the colours are my own

The gift you give to me is my own sight

And I love to feel your head upon my shoulder

And I love to feel your warmth by me at night

 

You give me feelings like no other

You give me feelings that I can set free

You give me feelings my heart can't contain

And I need you, come to me

 

And I know that the colours are my own

The gift you give to me is my own sight

And I love to feel your head upon my shoulder

And I love to feel your warmth with me at night

 

You give me colours in the morning light

You give me colours all the day

You give me colours in my lifetime

Oh please, paint another day

 

  

Paris, October 1998