Colours

An early morning on a winter's day, Grey clouds floating in a sky of grey, Hear the sparrows singing walk away, As you walk along the quiet streets. Where did the colours go, In the world we used to know, There seemed to be rainbows, Now there is just the rain. And when the night comes, Voices fill the streets, Shadows moving in the bushes' leaves Oh what's got into you, What all you used to think, Everything was gonna be alright. Where did the colours go, In the world we used to know, There seemed to be rainbows, Now there is just the rain.