Colours - Lee Harvey Osmond

You know sometimes, I get the feeling she’s whistling my name

Waiting patiently for me to come upstairs

And rough me up with your sharecropper fists

Stare me down with your devil dog eyes 'til the sun comes up

Take me to the old dance halls

I’ll stay all night, I’ll love it all

I’ll stand right there 'til the sun comes up

And all the colours roll down our skin

She got her wires humming all around me

And a little band of gold everywhere I go

She makes me hold up the sky one cloud at a time

And keep that burning ball in place at the end of my finger

I’m a stranger here in my hometown

Can’t roll away her heart of stone

Oh, her heart of stone goes on and on

And all the colours roll down our skin

Will you take me to the old dance halls?

I’ll stay all night, I’ll love it all

I’ll stand right there 'til the sun comes up

And all the colours roll down

Colours roll down our skin

Yeah, yeah