كلمات The Colour In Anything

On your island, there's no weather warning There's no sudden showers There's no certain powers, no All I wanted was to carry you for aching And how I told you what I'd do If one day I woke and couldn't find the colour in anything All I thought I was worth Was to mend things, are so breaking And how I chased the glory How I wanted to carry you for aching And how I told you what I'd do If one day I woke and couldn't find the colour in anything You must not be looking You must not be trying like I'm trying I can't always help you But I can listen for the sounds you're making And how I loved your story How I wanted to follow you and paint it And how I told you what I'd do If one day I woke and couldn't find the colour in anything You must not be looking You must not be trying how I'm trying You must not be looking You must not be trying like I'm trying I can't always help you