I was wrong
It creeps on back
To coloured glass
To coloured glass
I'll paint out the sun again
To see
I wouldn't change a thing
I wouldn't change a few things
I was wrong
It creeps on back
To coloured glass
(Come with me)
I'll paint out the sun again
To see
I wouldn't change a thing
I wouldn't change a thing
(Come with me)
I'm here once again
And I'm dealing
And I'm feeling the pain
So who takes the fall again
(Come with me)
(Come with me)
I
I
I was wrong
It creeps on back
To coloured glass
To coloured glass