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Nordenstam Stina Memories Of A Colour

I'm searching for a colour Don't think it's got a name It's something between pink and brown Just like when the sun sets Sometimes when it rains Like

I'm searching for a color Don't think it's got a name It's something between pink and brown Just like when the sun sets sometimes when it rains Like

I'm searching for a color Don't think it's got a name It's something between pink and brown Just like when the sun sets sometimes when it rains Like

was here with me saying He'd changed his mind he'd decided to stay It's a dream, there's no need to tell me so It's a dream, don't you think I know?

I saw it on his face I've seen you before 'Cause on his wall you left a trace There's a portrait of yours hanging in his hallway still In his eyes a

from the start He wouldn't play the main part I guess I knew all along He would appear in this song Pretending this is a film Now a close-up on her

Chris was five when her mother died She was the only child Her mother used to say I'd spoil her too much She was my joy and pride Seems like yesterday