Tina Dickow Welcome Back Colour
In a moment - of rebellion to the rhythm of compassion While we're waiting for the world to stop spinning
We go dancing through the ashes and the panic of the masses While we're waiting for the world to stop spinning - stop spinning
The olden days are black and white on my tv Nowadays the future looks the same to me, unless you and I remind each-other, to welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome back colour
From the green lights - to the blueprints from the red nights of fluorescent We are waiting for the world to stop changing
It's the fever, an eruption of volcano, it's a puzzle While we're waiting for the world to stop spinning - stop spinning
The olden days are black and white on my tv Nowadays the future looks the same to me, unless you and I remind each-other, to welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome back colour
Welcome back colour
The olden days are black and white on my tv Nowadays the future looks the same to me, unless you and I remind each-other, to welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome back colour
Welcome back colour Welcome back colour Welcome back colour Welcome back colour Welcome back colour
