So many crooked paths in my way
It’s always the purest of hearts that get less straight
I’m gonna find a way to catch that burning sun
Then I'll leave you behind, my beautiful one

And all my colours are changing
And all my old colours have gone

In the middle of my heart lies an ocean
And at the bottom of this blue lies a truth
Is there someone somewhere
Is there someone who cares
Is there somebody up there
I promise to myself to find the right question

And all my colours are changing
And all my old colours have gone
And all my colours are changing