THE COLOUR FOOLS

Lyrics

Time to get the keys and ready
She's going out
Girls are waiting for her
Surely a little bit high
Ten thousand times
She is worried or even sad
Always smiling despite
The past

She keeps her soul
Right on the track
Summer is slow
But she's so fast
Facing the wind
Running like mad
Throwing the shit
Out of mind

To remind it hurts
Like it were the very first time
She never understood
Why things happen like that
Just wanna spend some time
And need no reason to taste my wine
And to dance and to jump
And to cry and to laugh
And I love that

She keeps her soul
Right on the track
Summer is slow
But she's so fast
Facing the wind
Running like mad
Throwing the shit
Out of her mind

She keeps her soul
Right on the track
Summer is slow
But she's so fast
Facing the wind
Running like mad
Throwing the shit
Out of mind

She keeps her soul
Right on the track
Summer is slow
But she's so fast
Facing the wind
Running like mad
Throwing the shit
Out of mind

Throwing the shit
Out of mind
All the shit
Out of mind