The Colour Blue
For all that you want you never have it all
Lying on my back a-waiting for your call
Images are stacked, the radio is low & my heart is too
Sleeping in your bed I wonder where you go
Walking all your floors, I've tickets to the show
See you dancing, hands all glorious & cold in the colour blue
So I put on my suit & I race toward the light
And I chase your shadow from here into the night
If what I want from this world has been pushed out with the tide.
Then do I want you now?
Is the space too close?
She chews her gum with her mouth closed,
But her eyes say so
Lying on my back a-waiting for your call
Images are stacked, the radio is low & my heart is too
Sleeping in your bed I wonder where you go
Walking all your floors, I've tickets to the show
See you dancing, hands all glorious & cold in the colour blue
So I put on my suit & I race toward the light
And I chase your shadow from here into the night
If what I want from this world has been pushed out with the tide.
Then do I want you now?
Is the space too close?
She chews her gum with her mouth closed,
But her eyes say so
Credits
Writer(s): Ciaran Lavery, Ryan John Vail
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