My Colors
Shouting and crying for help
Wishing I was somebody else
I'm lost and can not get back to my senses
Surrounded by what I call the devil's fences
I used to laugh and be calm
But now I'm boring holding on
To the dreams I once had, cause soon they'll be gone
I'll show you my colors
If you take a bigger part
If you lend your cold heart to me
I'll show You my colors
Will you show me some of yours
Meet me with an open door
I'll show You my colors
Lately, Iʼve been thinking to myself
That all we've build will come to an end
So Iʼll try to enjoy this sunny day
Take a breath, pack my things and go my own way
I used to laugh and be strong
But now I'm weak, just holding on
To the dreams I once had, cause soon they'll be gone
I'll show you my colors
If you take a bigger a part
If you lend your cold heart to me
I'll show You my colors
Will you show me some of yours
Meet me with an open door
I used to laugh and be calm
But now I'm boring holding on
To the dreams I once had, cause soon they'll be gone
I'll show you my colors
If you take a bigger part
If you lend your cold heart to me
I'll show You my colors
Will you show me some of yours
Meet me with an open door
I'll show you my colors
If you take a bigger part
If you lend your cold heart to me
I'll show You my colors
Will you show me some of yours
Meet me with an open door
I'll show You my colors
I'll show You my colors
Autor(es): Guro Vikingstad
