Songtexte One Colour More - Wendy McNeill
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                with 
                                                me 
                                                when 
                                                my 
                                                eyes 
                                                first 
                                                opened
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                with 
                                                me 
                                                when 
                                                my 
                                                soul 
                                                cried 
                                                more
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                your 
                                                sweet 
                                                promises 
                                                all 
                                                smoke 
                                                and 
                                                mirrors
 
                                    
                                
                                                Kept 
                                                me 
                                                hanging 
                                                on 
                                                ′cause 
                                                    I 
                                                believed 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                put 
                                                my 
                                                faith 
                                                in 
                                                things 
                                                forsaken
 
                                    
                                
                                                These 
                                                battled 
                                                beauties 
                                                crawling 
                                                onto 
                                                dusty 
                                                shores
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whispering 
                                                reason 
                                                and 
                                                more
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                swore 
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                not 
                                                fall 
                                                to 
                                                pieces
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                time 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                swearing 
                                                is 
                                                for 
                                                crooks 
                                                and 
                                                preachers
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                broken 
                                                wing
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                frosted 
                                                branch
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                final 
                                                word
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                twice 
                                                struck 
                                                match
 
                                    
                                
                                                Good 
                                                for 
                                                something
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                not 
                                                like 
                                                before
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                shift 
                                                in 
                                                purpose
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                colour 
                                                more
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                colour 
                                                more
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                put 
                                                my 
                                                faith 
                                                in 
                                                things 
                                                forsaken
 
                                    
                                
                                                These 
                                                battled 
                                                beauties 
                                                crawling 
                                                onto 
                                                dusty 
                                                shores
 
                                    
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