One More Colour 歌词

	作词 :
	"Is it lasting?", and in asking, the sphere becomes a line
	A dotted line, and to follow it, you must make a jump each time
	A dotted page, a dotted hillside, a blast of dots
	A blind reader, a flock of sheep, and a blast of trumpet shots
	Here
	All we have here is sky
	All the sky is, is blue
	All the blue is, is one more colour now
	A basket of apples by the back door beneath the sweater pegs
	The autumn leaves lift along the street a pair of dancing legs
	Same as the vendor who likes to sing as loudly as he can
	And all he says is, "It suits me fine, that's the way I am"
	Here
	All we have here is sky
	All the sky is, is blue
	All the blue is, is one more colour now
	Speak a little softer, and work a little louder, and shoot less with more care
	And sing a little sweeter, and love a little longer, and soon you will be there
	Here
	All we have here is sky
	All the sky is, is blue
	All the blue is, is one more colour
	One more colour
	One more colour now

	zuo ci :
	" Is it lasting?", and in asking, the sphere becomes a line
	A dotted line, and to follow it, you must make a jump each time
	A dotted page, a dotted hillside, a blast of dots
	A blind reader, a flock of sheep, and a blast of trumpet shots
	Here
	All we have here is sky
	All the sky is, is blue
	All the blue is, is one more colour now
	A basket of apples by the back door beneath the sweater pegs
	The autumn leaves lift along the street a pair of dancing legs
	Same as the vendor who likes to sing as loudly as he can
	And all he says is, " It suits me fine, that' s the way I am"
	Here
	All we have here is sky
	All the sky is, is blue
	All the blue is, is one more colour now
	Speak a little softer, and work a little louder, and shoot less with more care
	And sing a little sweeter, and love a little longer, and soon you will be there
	Here
	All we have here is sky
	All the sky is, is blue
	All the blue is, is one more colour
	One more colour
	One more colour now

	zuò cí :
	" Is it lasting?", and in asking, the sphere becomes a line
	A dotted line, and to follow it, you must make a jump each time
	A dotted page, a dotted hillside, a blast of dots
	A blind reader, a flock of sheep, and a blast of trumpet shots
	Here
	All we have here is sky
	All the sky is, is blue
	All the blue is, is one more colour now
	A basket of apples by the back door beneath the sweater pegs
	The autumn leaves lift along the street a pair of dancing legs
	Same as the vendor who likes to sing as loudly as he can
	And all he says is, " It suits me fine, that' s the way I am"
	Here
	All we have here is sky
	All the sky is, is blue
	All the blue is, is one more colour now
	Speak a little softer, and work a little louder, and shoot less with more care
	And sing a little sweeter, and love a little longer, and soon you will be there
	Here
	All we have here is sky
	All the sky is, is blue
	All the blue is, is one more colour
	One more colour
	One more colour now

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