Memories of a Colour — текст песни (Stina Nordenstam)

Im searching for a colour

Dont think its got a name

Its something between pink and brown

Just like when the sun sets

Sometimes when it rains

Like its the first time you see it go down



Me and my boat

Have been out for years now

My collection of chinas complete

Except for that one piece

I wont be satisfied

I once held it but it disappeared



Theyve stolen my wallet

Now Im finally broke

Now Ive finally got nothing to lose

Your picture was in it

The one thing that you left

With that photo Ive lost you for good



I walk down to the port

Take my motorboat

And go out and turn the motor off

And I listen to the waves

I lay very still

I try not to think

Try not to breathe at all