No Colour In The Rain -
by Paul McCann
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Red are the colours of the lips
that I miss ,
blue is the colour of her eyes ,
gold is the colour of her hair .
but she’s not there still she’s everywhere I go .
Warm was her touch when we were near .
Soft are the words I long to hear .
Since she’s gone its just not the same,
tell me why is there no colour in the rain.
The night falls down again and again ,
that’s why there’s no colour in the rain .
Red is the colour of the rose that won’t die ,
blue is the colour of the sky
Gold is the sunshine in her eyes but she’s not there ,
she’s everywhere I go
The night falls down again and again ,
that’s why there’s no colour in the rain.
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