Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Barcelona
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Fennell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Eichelberger
Producer
Dan Phelps
Recording Engineer
Luke Vander Pol
Recording Engineer
Jared MacFarlane
Recording Engineer
Chris Karn
Recording Engineer
Michael H. Brauer
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
It's hard for me to say what I want from
You I have had 22 years of
Trying to form the words that somehow
Might mean I am feeling
So many colors in this distraction
Brown hair makes her lips more red
Words would not describe what I'm seeing
I try to hold my tongue but it's useless
She makes my heart scream color
I know by now she should have found me out, whoa, whoa
And every sense I have has been exhausted
But color makes her smile
She's always waiting for me to speak
But all she hears is whitest noise
Though I may not communicate my heart
She knows the color I'm screaming
She makes my heart scream color
I know by now she should have found me out, whoa, whoa
And every sense I have has been exhausted
But color makes her smile
I feel it coming, I feel it coming
I feel it coming, I feel it coming
I feel it coming, I feel it coming
I feel it coming on, on, on
Whoa, she makes my heart scream color
I know by now she should have found me out, whoa, whoa
And every sense I have has been exhausted
But color makes her smile
Yeah, she makes my heart scream color
She should have found me out, whoa, whoa
And every sense I have has been exhausted
But color makes her smile
Writer(s): Brian Leseny Fennell
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