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