Purple creeping fingers
Crawling up my spine
Those cherry smells that linger
Long into the night
Orange scented blossoms
Drip their honey wine
They shake their snowflake feathers
A crimson dancing tide
Could be right
Could be wrong
Playing games
Til the dawn
Could be right
Could be wrong
Oh, my love
Keep me strong
I watch the colour spill from the sun
They tell me what I want to know
And as our bodies melt into one
We fade into the afterglow
Golden is the morning
And silver is the night
I know something’s coming
Extinguishing the light
They show off every colour
Taking in your mind
Just another lover
Who wants to kiss in time
Could be right
Could be wrong
Playing games
Til the dawn
Could be right
Could be wrong
Oh, my love
Keep me strong
I watch the colour spill from the sun
They tell me what I want to know
And as our bodies melt into one
We fade into the afterglow
I watch the colour spill from the sun
They tell me what I want to know
And as our bodies melt into one
We fade into the afterglow
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