Is that the stars in the sky or is it raining far from now?
Will it burn me if I touch the sun,
Will I be truthful, yeah,
In choosing you as the one for me?
Oh, my mind is so mixed up, goin' round '' round
Must there be all these colors
Without names, without sounds?
My heart burns with feelin' but
Oh! but my mind is cold and reeling.
Oh, my head is pounding pounding
Going 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round
Must there always be these colors?
My heart burns with feelin'
But oh! But my mind is cold and reeling
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