All colours of the night turn every darkness into light
How could I call anything a stone And why would I believe that we can ever be alone How are you even here, tell me how'd I steal your ears Was it pain, was it fun was it something I have yet to perceive
All colours of the night turn every darkness into light
I may have met God in a dream several times but always in a dark room No words, no sound except the breath of something greater than me And if I ever woke I turned the story to song or a joke Did I listen for a heart, did I embrace any soul
All colours of the night turn every darkness into light
Compositor: Peter Ray Broderick (Peter Broderick) (BMI)Editor: Erased Tapes Music Publishing Ltd (PRS)Administração: Sentric Music Limited (UBC)ECAD verificado obra #18426274 em 14/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM