going Where The Orange Sun Has Never Died and Your Swirling Marble Eyes Shine laughing burning Through The Light bittersweet The Drops Of Life memories Only Fading
fancy Colours, Fancy Colours
all We Ever Did See when We're Down At The Sea we See Things So Very Bright At The Sea
fancy Colours, Fancy Colours
all We Ever Can Do the Morning Covered With Dew we Do Things So Very Fine At The Dew
fancy Colours, Fancy Colours
all We Ever Do Hear the World Wether We're Hear Or There we Hear Things So Very Fine When We're There
andré Velloso - Rio De Janeiro, Brazil alvnet@usa.net