I was wrong
It creeps on back
To coloured glass
To coloured 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
To coloured 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
(Come with me)
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
To coloured glass
To coloured glass
