Lyrics Storm - Colours of Bubbles, St. Christopher Chamber Orchestra

Storm

Tops of the oaks and fir trees flaming gold
I still can hear your voice when shadow falls
Tears in my eyes like diamonds sparkling lights
It’s just like you said: you can’t win the race of life
Oh in this storm we’re grains of sand
Freezing cold water blends
Ocean palms won’t let us go
Tops of the pines and birches burning red
Not much to lose we’re already condemned
Thy silver pearls are rolling down your cheeks
Oh honey please oh darling please tell me is this the end
Oh in this storm we’re grains of sand
Freezing cold water blends
Ocean palms won’t let us go
Unless we learn to float
Oh in this storm we’re grains of sand
Freezing cold water blends
Ocean palms won’t let us go
Unless we learn to float
Oh in this storm we’re grains of sand
Freezing cold water blends
Ocean palms won’t let us go
Won’t let us go
Won’t let us go
Unless we learn to float