Fancy Colours — текст песни (Chicago)

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 were 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 were here or there

We hear things so very fine when were there