Colour my mind with memories of the times when we were young
Colour my mind with images of the things that we have done
Times of happiness; times of joy; times of adolescent love
Precious memories of such fun
Remember the times when we used to walk hand in hand beside the moonlit sea
I tell you, girl, at the time I thought this world was meant for you and me
You were the light shining in my soul and you were my Juliette
We were united as one
Until things started to change
We drifted apart and it seemed so strange
We couldn’t get along
And things just seemed so wrong
Yes, things started to change
And it wasn’t long before we were estranged
I felt I knew you no more
Why couldn’t things be like they were before?
Yeah
Dirty my mind with sadness at the things that we’ve done wrong
Dirty my mind with emptiness at the suffering that has gone on
Tears of bitterness; tears of hate; bitter tears that I would rather forget
Tainted memories of lost love
Colour my mind with visions of you
Could things ever be the same again?
© 1993 Lee Williams / Paul Curtis