Colour Me In Gold

[00:00.43]JP Cooper - Colour Me In Gold
[00:01.19]Written by:John Paul Cooper
[00:17.67]You colour me in gold
[00:23.73]Lips like petals on my throat
[00:30.16]And those fingertips like paintbrush strokes
[00:34.38]Paper boats softly float like a song we wrote
[00:46.78]But summer comes and summer goes
[00:52.84]You change your hair you change your clothes
[00:59.28]The books you read help you explore
[01:04.36]The world that you believed in once before
[01:27.85]You colour me in gold
[01:34.44]Kiss the freckles on my nose
[01:40.50]With those blood red pomegranate lips taking sips hand on hip
[01:48.53]Your face could launch a thousand ships
[01:57.09]But winter comes and brings the snow
[02:03.22]You change your job you change your home
[02:09.65]Still reading books about the ghost of a world
[02:15.94]You can't be living any more
[02:22.92]And after all you've been nothing but good to me
[02:29.55]And the only way that I can pay you back
[02:35.89]Is to daily seek those distant memories
[02:42.32]While I'm standing next to you
[02:48.70]So when spring time comes and blossoms grow
[02:57.82]Come take my hand can we expose the hideaways
[03:06.86]The hidden doors the stories we believed in
[03:14.24]Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
[03:17.86]The land that we both dreamed in once before
[03:24.92]Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
[03:31.38]Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
[03:36.39]Ooh ooh ooh
[03:39.37]You colour me in gold
JP Cooper - Colour Me In Gold
Written by:John Paul Cooper
You colour me in gold
Lips like petals on my throat
And those fingertips like paintbrush strokes
Paper boats softly float like a song we wrote
But summer comes and summer goes
You change your hair you change your clothes
The books you read help you explore
The world that you believed in once before
You colour me in gold
Kiss the freckles on my nose
With those blood red pomegranate lips taking sips hand on hip
Your face could launch a thousand ships
But winter comes and brings the snow
You change your job you change your home
Still reading books about the ghost of a world
You can't be living any more
And after all you've been nothing but good to me
And the only way that I can pay you back
Is to daily seek those distant memories
While I'm standing next to you
So when spring time comes and blossoms grow
Come take my hand can we expose the hideaways
The hidden doors the stories we believed in
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
The land that we both dreamed in once before
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
You colour me in gold