Из альбома: Dream Machine
Purple, yellow, green, candy-coated brittle dreams
Bitter, bored, those smiles dripping on the kitchen tiles
Roses on the papered wall picking on you, plap them hard
Love runs through the hourglass always, always
And I find every lover has his own colour
And you, you were all kinds
Gonna keep them for my pleasure, they’ll be my treasure
Alone now I am
Are your kisses in the candy jar?
Black, bittersweet they are
Are your kisses in the candy jar?
Sugar blue, we’ve gone too far
Lukewarm, scrambled words swallowed as a sad dessert
Bam-bam went the china plates, a pile of shattered, twisted fates
Dregs and blanks and naked lips, angry as the ending begs
Love runs through the hourglass always, always
And I find every lover has his own colour
And you, you were all kinds
Gonna keep them for my pleasure, they’ll be my treasure
Alone now I am
Are your kisses in the candy jar?
Black, bittersweet they are
Are your kisses in the candy jar?
Sugar blue, we’ve gone too far
Every lover has his own colour
And you, you were all kinds
Every lover has his own colour
And you, you were all kinds
Gonna keep them for my pleasure, they’ll be my treasure
Alone
And I find every lover has his own colour
And you, you were all kinds
Gonna keep them for my pleasure, they’ll be my treasure
Alone now I am
Are your kisses in the candy jar?
Black, bittersweet they are
Are your kisses in the candy jar?
Sugar blue, we’ve gone too far