| The colours of your wings, they were faded
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| And hung by the sides of your jeans in this shadow
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| The story untold of a girl who’d forgotten her dreams
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| The words on your lips they sat so neatly
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| Spoke with a perfect restraint in their record
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| A longing unfolds of a voice that was never heard
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| So I listened to every word
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| Now I will never leave
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| Despite these words
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| And all of the tides around us
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| So you can spread your wings
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| And all of your colours
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| Will light up the skies above us, oh
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| And all of your colours
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| Will light up the skies
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| Collect your thoughts and your things
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| We’ll be gone by the light of the morning
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| So don’t you ever give up, 'cause I will never give in
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| Where there’s hope there is strength to begin
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| I will never leave
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| Despite these words
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| And all of the tides around us
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| So you can spread your wings
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| And all of your colours
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| Will light up the skies above us, oh
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| And all of your colours
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| And all of your colours
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| Will light up the skies
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| The colours of your wings
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| They were jaded
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| The hour lie your greener grass, girl
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| So I bought you a brush
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| and I stood back to watch
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| A woman then color her world
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| I will never leave
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| Despite these words
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| And all of the tides around us
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| So you can spread your wings
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| And all of your colours
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| Will light up the skies above us
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| And all of your colours
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| And all of your colours
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| Will light up the sky
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| Will light up the sky |