Coloured Glass

I was wrong
It creeps on back
Through colored glass
Through colored glass
I’ll paint out the sun again
To see
I wouldn’t change a thing
I wouldn’t change a thing
(I wouldn’t change a few things)
(I wouldn’t change a few things)
I was wrong
It creeps on back
Through colored glass
(Come with me)
I’ll paint out the sun again
To see
I wouldn’t change a thing
I wouldn’t change a thing
(Come with me)
I’m here once again
And I’m dealing
And I’m feeling the pain
So who takes the fall again
(Come with me)
(Come with me)
I, I, I was wrong
It creeps on back
Through coloured glass
Through coloured glass