True Colours (the Storm)

(wilkinson)



To be running so far away

To rely on the perfect stranger

True colours they suffer with age

One look at the storm and fly straight on in

To the rain and thunder

Fool lover swept under the tide

The storm was gathering around them

He cast her off and put to sea

Well, he'd found somebody new to steer him

Through his dream



She sailed him all around her coastline

Every inlet every bay

And though he knew it then

He was too afraid to say it



One day all alone he waited

The silence crept beneath his door

And as the room grew dark he knew

She's come no more



Drifting in the dead of night

Show me landfall give me light




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