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)