Purple

I think I'm coming round Coming round to way of thinking Trying to find the ground Somewhere new to stop us slipping Always , always straight back down Kicking out the fool There's no sense in us going under Holding on to you Trying to swim but we're treading water Always , always straight back down I think that you're the one, the colour never runs A hand that heals me over, over today You take away the grey, bring the colour as it fades A hand that heals me over Comfort in the sound Lift the world from off you shoulders now Lying on the ground Staring up at a face that haunts you Always , always straight back down I think that you're the one, the colour never runs A hand that heals me over, over today You take away the grey, bring the colour as it fades A hand that heals me over Always , always straight back down I think I'm coming round Coming round to way of thinking Always , always straight back down I think that you're the one, the colour never runs A hand that heals me over, over today You take away the grey, bring the colour as it fades A hand that heals me over... again I think that you're the one, the colour never runs A hand that heals me over, over today You take away the grey, bring the colour as it fades A hand that heals me over