Besedila: Rain Tree Crow. Every Colour You Are.

I touched his hand
It burned like coal
I put paid to the devil
And I saw the mountain fall
Fall on
Feel like crying
The joke's gone too far
You can be any thing you want
Every colour you are
Every colour you are
A family man
His patience tried

Put a torch to his home
And warmed his hands by the fire
No greed, no desire
My roads uncrossed
White lined and tarred
By believing in you
Every colour you are
Every colour you are