The Avalanches - Colours Lyrics
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Colours
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What Are The Lyrics For Colours By The Avalanches?
(Colours, colours)
(Wonderful, wonderful colours) (Oh, colours) After the tears, true love can start Where there's a heartache, there must be a heart After the tears, true love can start Where there's a heartache, there must be a heart After the tears, true love can start Where there's a heartache, there must be a heart After the tears, true love can start Where there's a heartache, there must be a heart Hey mermaids, I'm only here in the sun to play I wanna join you in the urban surf And learn to love you in a neon way Hey mermaids, I'm only here in the sun to play I wanna join you in the urban surf And learn to love you in a neon way Hey mermaids, I'm only here in the sun to play I wanna join you in the urban surf And learn to love you in a neon way Over sea, under stone No one wants to be alone Everybody's going somewhere After dark and the bars are slow Where do all the mermaids go? Everybody's got there somewhere Everybody knows it's somewhere After the tears, true love can start Where there's a heartache, there must be a heart After the tears, true love can start Where there's a heartache, there must be a heart After the tears, true love can start Where there's a heartache, there must be a heart After the tears, true love can start Where there's a heartache, there must be a heart |
Who Wrote Colours By The Avalanches?
Robbie Chater, Tony Di Blasi, Jonathan Donahue, Robert Chater, Anthony Di Blasi
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What's The Duration Of The Colours By The Avalanches?The duration of Colours is 3:32 minutes and seconds. |
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