Fancy Colours

Going where the orange sun has never died And your swirling marble eyes shine Laughing Burning blue the light Bittersweet the drops of life Memories only fading Fancy Colours Fancy Colours All we ever did see When we're down at the sea We see things so very clear at the sea Fancy Colours Fancy Colours All we ever can do The morning covered with dew We do things so very fine in the dew Fancy Colours Fancy Colours All we ever do hear But whether we're here or there We hear things so very fine when we're there