in our vaults and we stay But when you?re gone all the colors fade When you?re gone no New Year?s Day parade You?re gone Colors seem to fade Colors seem
grinning bob cat why he grins Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain Can you paint with all the colors of the wind Can you paint with all the colors
the risks we have taken dance with me into the colors of the dusk when you have awoken from all the dreams broken dance with me into the colors
It must be the colors And the kids That keep me alive 'Cause the music is boring me to death It must just be the colors And the kids that keep
Hail, salted wind that you walk into You're back and forth like water underneath the moon And where did you, you pick up those songs You're walking and
the grinning bobcat why he grinned? Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? Can you paint with all the colors
grinning bobcat why he grinned? Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? Can you paint with all the colors
She made my coat of many colors That I was so proud of As she sewed, she told a story From the bible, she had read About a coat of many colors Joseph
(Dolly Parton) Back through the years I go wondering once again Back to the seasons of my youth I recall a box of rags that someone gave us And how my
But I see your true colors Shining through See your true colors And that's why I love you So don't be afraid to let them show Your true colors True colors
be, You'll never give your love to me, So I'll just close my eyes and just see pretty colors (pretty colors) Pretty colors (pretty colors), pretty colors
watchin colors [Chorus: Sean Kingston] Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors My jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
And I'll see your true colors shining through I see your true colors I see your true colors so don't be afraid to let them show your true colors true colors
When all the clocks are spinning backwards And all the ropes that bind begin to fray And all the black and white turns into colors You want to sink into the colors
