Tasting Colour

It wasn't just a time
It was a colour
It wasn't just a rhyme
Before that other man and I

See the way you hold his hand
Want to hold it like that
Want to hold it like that
Want to oh-oh
And it like fate
Want to hold it like that

Cause I am tasting colour
Every kiss, every coup, every lipstick mark
Oh love, it's
And it was this
This merely touching

Your fragrance
It's your life on a cork board
That junk you hoard
And the lovers you ignored
And in the moment you realize
It's gone
The moment's gone (4x)

And it was carravan's cold
The kisses that were stolen
And range never coming home
Never wanna come home
Never wanna go home(2x)

It's your life on a cork board
That junk you hoard
And the lovers you ignored
And in the moment you realize
It's gone
The moment's gone (4x)

It wasn't just a time
It was a colour
It wasn't just a rhyme
Before that other man and I

See the way you hold his hand
Want to hold it like that
Want to hold it like that

And it's your life on a cork board
That junk you hoard
And the lovers you ignored
And in the moment you realize
It's gone
The moment's gone (2x)