All The Color Green
Peter Breinholt
Take a word for me
I hope you don't get this wrong indeed
But as high up in the trees
As you can see
YOu can see the world around
You only get lost when you touch down
But the information's sound
That you've received
So don't look now
But I'm talking a lot
I say what I think
And I think I should stop
Cause that's the way you'll get the best of me.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's like laughing in your sleep
But nobody understands the scenes
And the stories that you see
When you're asleep
And it's all the color green
And India that's the same to me
There are angels in the trees
That you can't see
So don't feel bad about laughing so much
You say what you hear
And you hear quite a lot
But that's the way we'll get the best of these
Now there's a wave out on the sea
And it's small but it might be
The greatest thing you've ever seen
And it's all the color green
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do de do
Do do ah do do do
Do do do de do
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