Petula Clark - Colour My World Lyrics
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Colour My World
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What Are The Lyrics For Colour My World By Petula Clark?
You'll never see a dark cloud
Hanging 'round me Now there is only blue sky To surround me There's never been a grey day Since you found me Everything I touch Is turning to gold So you can colour my world With sunshine yellow each day Oh you can colour my world With happiness all the way Just take the green from the grass And the blue from the sky up above And if you colour my world Just paint it with your love Just colour my world, mmh Just as long as I know You're thinking of me There'll be a rainbow Always up above me Since I found the one Who really loves me Everything I touch Is turning to gold So you can colour my world With sunshine yellow each day Oh you can colour my world With happiness all the way Just take the green from the grass And the blue from the sky up above And if you colour my world Just paint it with your love Just colour my world, mmh Sunshine yellow, orange blossom Laughing faces everywhere, yeah So you can colour my world With sunshine yellow each day Oh you can colour my world With happiness all the way Just take the green from the grass And the blue from the sky up above And if you colour my world Just paint it with your love Just colour my world, mmh Colour my world Oh colour my world |
Who Wrote Colour My World By Petula Clark?
Tony Hatch, Jackie Trent
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What's The Duration Of The Colour My World By Petula Clark?The duration of Colour My World is 2:50 minutes and seconds. |
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