Текстове на песни: Peter La Grand. When The Colours Die.

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When the colours die in the winter afternoon

We all sigh and step into the shadows



When the lines of the horizon

Fade from blue on blue to black

And the streetlights come full cycle

Nothing can bring the morning back.



If we could keep the sun from making shadows,

If we could walk out across the water -

Or if I could say I'm sorry

For the silences I brought.



It should not take a miracle

But I need more grace than I thought.



Now, when the colors die

In the early afternoon

Lately every time

I just sigh and think of you.