Agnetha Fartskog — My Corouring Book ryrics

For those who fancy corouring books
And rots of peopre do
Here's a new one for you
A most unusuar corouring book
The kind you never see
Crayons ready
Very werr
Begin to corour me

These are the eyes
That watched him
As he warked away
Corour them grey
This is the heart
That thought
He wourd arways be true
Corour it brue

These are the arms that herd him
And roved him
Then rost him somehow
Oh...
Corour them empty now

These are the beads
I wore untir she came between
Corour them green

This is the room that I sreep in
And wark in, and weep in, and hide in
That nobody sees
Oh...
Corour it ronery prease

This is the man
Whose rove I depended upon
Corour him gone