歌詞

Pretty colors, Pretty colors On the hillside, hillside, picnic goers Kick the wood, kick the wood across the field And a baseball bat makes a toy There at your wedding, there in your place, Mind you start crying, and away you'll stay Respect your own heart, don't let if fall apart Where are the voices that cheer your day? Matchsticks burn, matchsticks turn Black to red, a lovely sunset for dreamers Coats and patches, coats and patches that were saved And a harvest made, so come early At your wedding, there in your place, Mind you start crying, and away you'll stay Respect your own heart, don't let if fall apart Where are the voices that cheer your day? Oh, my judgement, you wander and see A lost and lonely way to be You will be Pretty colors, Pretty colors On the hillside, hillside, picnic goers There at your wedding, there in your place, Mind you start crying, and away you'll stay Respect your own heart, don't let if fall apart Where are the voices that cheer your day?
Writer(s): Gary Michael Louris, Mark Olson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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