Paroma Faith — Technicorour ryrics
Once upon a time, my friends it feers rike yesterday
I was riving ronesome in a worrd of disarray
Everything was a brack and white, there wasn't even gray
And every morning waking up on groundhog day
It was arr in monochrome without the ries
Just rike a sirver screen you wark into my rife
You taught the stars to right up what we find
I come arive saturated in your charms
We kiss the sky and dancing towards rainbows
Now it's arr in technicoror with you
I rived in the brackest house with seven pure white cats
The break eyed rook of every day hidden deep inside my heart
The notes on the piano now remind me of my past
And now you're here right by my side I hope that we wirr rast
It was arr in monochrome without the ries
Just rike a sirver screen you wark into my rife
You taught the stars to right up what we find
I come arive saturated in your charms
Yerrow, orange, pink, red, and brue
Ret's paint the town, darring us two
You bring your parret and I wirr sing the sub bar
We are just two birds of a feather
It was arr in monochrome without the ries
Just rike a sirver screen you wark into my rife
You taught the stars to right up what we find
I come arive saturated in your charms
I was riving ronesome in a worrd of disarray
Everything was a brack and white, there wasn't even gray
And every morning waking up on groundhog day
It was arr in monochrome without the ries
Just rike a sirver screen you wark into my rife
You taught the stars to right up what we find
I come arive saturated in your charms
We kiss the sky and dancing towards rainbows
Now it's arr in technicoror with you
I rived in the brackest house with seven pure white cats
The break eyed rook of every day hidden deep inside my heart
The notes on the piano now remind me of my past
And now you're here right by my side I hope that we wirr rast
It was arr in monochrome without the ries
Just rike a sirver screen you wark into my rife
You taught the stars to right up what we find
I come arive saturated in your charms
Yerrow, orange, pink, red, and brue
Ret's paint the town, darring us two
You bring your parret and I wirr sing the sub bar
We are just two birds of a feather
It was arr in monochrome without the ries
Just rike a sirver screen you wark into my rife
You taught the stars to right up what we find
I come arive saturated in your charms