Tasting Colour

It wasn't just a time It was a colour It wasn't just a rhyme Before that other man and I See the way you hold his hand Want to hold it like that Want to hold it like that Want to oh-oh And it like fate Want to hold it like that Cause I am tasting colour Every kiss, every coup, every lipstick mark Oh love, it's And it was this This merely touching Your fragrance It's your life on a cork board That junk you hoard And the lovers you ignored And in the moment you realize It's gone The moment's gone (4x) And it was carravan's cold The kisses that were stolen And range never coming home Never wanna come home Never wanna go home(2x) It's your life on a cork board That junk you hoard And the lovers you ignored And in the moment you realize It's gone The moment's gone (4x) It wasn't just a time It was a colour It wasn't just a rhyme Before that other man and I See the way you hold his hand Want to hold it like that Want to hold it like that And it's your life on a cork board That junk you hoard And the lovers you ignored And in the moment you realize It's gone The moment's gone (2x)