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You colour me in gold.
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Lips like petals on my throat.
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And those fingertips like paintbrush strokes,
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paperboats, softly float,
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like a song we wrote.
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But summer comes and summer goes.
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You change your hair, you change your clothes.
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The books you read help you explore
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the world that you believed in
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once before.
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You colour me in gold.
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Kiss the freckles on my nose.
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With those blood red pomegranate lips
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taking sips, hand on hip.
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Your face could launch a thousand ships.
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But winter comes and brings the snow.
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You change your job, you change your home.
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Still reading books about the ghost
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of a world you can't be living
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anymore.
Yeah sorry... I couldn't figure out the bridge, hope this is okay! You can edit/improve it if you want to.