A Amaj7
Years ago back when I was a teacher
A C#m
I was teaching my class about light
F#m B
Infrared on the left of the spectrum
Bm7 E
Through to ultraviolet on the right
A Amaj7
I showed them the primary colours
A C#m
And drew circles of blue green and red
F#m B7
I explained that each colour had its own wavelength
Bm7 E A
And the pupils wrote down what I said
F C
While the class settled down to their homework
F C
One curious boy raised his hand
F C
He looked troubled with eyes open wide so I asked
B7 E E7
Is there something you don't understand
[Chorus]
C Am
Does that mean there aren't any more colours
C Am
Does that mean that I've seen every one
Fm Dm
I'd hoped one day to find shades that just blew my mind
Fm G7
But I'll never have that kind of fun
C Am
If there really aren't any more colours
C E7
And there'll never be new ones to see
Dm
All this time it would seem it was pointless to dream
G7 C E
And the world seems less colourful to me
[Verse]
A Amaj7
Well I just didn't know what to tell him
A C#m
As he stared at me expectantly
F#m B
Did he know that I felt just the same way as him
Bm7 E G
The day my science teacher told me
[Solo] x4
A B7
[Chorus]
C Am
It's not true that there are no more colours
C Am
It's not true that you've seen every shade
Fm Dm
All the reds and the greens and the vast in betweens
Fm G7
Can be blended in endless new ways
C Am
There's an infinite number of colours
C E7
That can shock and delight and surprise
Dm
You can have any shade when you know how it's made
G7 C
And it's only a trick of the eyes
[Ending solo] x1
Fm C