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
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