I was wrong
It creeps on back
Through colored glass
Through colored glass
I'll paint out the sun again
To see
I wouldn't change a thing
I wouldn't change a thing
I wouldn't change a few things
I wouldn't change a few things
I was wrong
It creeps on back
Through colored glass
Come with me
I'll paint out the sun again
To see
I wouldn't change a thing
I wouldn't change a thing
I'm here once again
And I'm dealing
And I'm feeling the pain
So who takes the fall again
Come with me
Come with me
I I I was wrong
It creeps on back
Through coloured glass
Through coloured glass
