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I think I'm coming round
Coming round to way of thinking
Trying to find the ground
Somewhere new to stop us slipping
Always , always straight back down
Kicking out the fool
Theres no sense in us going under
Holding on to you
Trying to swim but we're treading water
Always , always straight back down
I think that you're the one , the colour never runs
A hand that heals me over , over today
You take away the grey , bring the colour as it fades
A hand that heals me over
Comfort in the sound
Lift the world from off you shoulders now
Lying on the ground ,
Staring up at a face that haunts you
Always , always straight back down
I think that you're the one , the colour never runs
A hand that heals me over , over today
You take away the grey , bring the colour as it fades
A hand that heals me over
Always , always straight back down
I think I'm coming round
Coming round to way of thinking
Always , always straight back down
I think that you're the one , the colour never runs
A hand that heals me over , over today
You take away the grey , bring the colour as it fades
A hand that heals me over ... again
I think that you're the one , the colour never runs
A hand that heals me over , over today
You take away the grey , bring the colour as it fades
A hand that heals me over
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A hand that heals me over
You take away the grey , bring the colour as it fades
A hand that heals me over , over today
I think that you're the one , the colour never runs
A hand that heals me over ... again
You take away the grey , bring the colour as it fades
A hand that heals me over , over today
I think that you're the one , the colour never runs
Always , always straight back down
Coming round to way of thinking
I think I'm coming round
Always , always straight back down
A hand that heals me over
You take away the grey , bring the colour as it fades
A hand that heals me over , over today
I think that you're the one , the colour never runs
Always , always straight back down
Staring up at a face that haunts you
Lying on the ground ,
Lift the world from off you shoulders now
Comfort in the sound
A hand that heals me over
You take away the grey , bring the colour as it fades
A hand that heals me over , over today
I think that you're the one , the colour never runs
Always , always straight back down
Trying to swim but we're treading water
Holding on to you
Theres no sense in us going under
Kicking out the fool
Always , always straight back down
Somewhere new to stop us slipping
Trying to find the ground
Coming round to way of thinking
I think I'm coming round
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