When we were young
We settled for the good things
Even when we were wrong
We pushed it until it’s hard to see
These lines we have drawn, do we forget who we’re supposed to be?
Because we are strong, we think that it won’t take too long

We’re waiting for colours, colours, colours
Waiting for the truth to come
I see colours, colours, colours
Waiting for the truth to come, I see

When we get old
I hope it’s only truth we know
And the tide we can turn
You’re swimming in the life you’ve sewn
So how about friends?
Checked your baggage at the entrance gate
We leave town like we’re ghosts – they’ll be looking where we used to be

We’re waiting for colours, colours, colours
Waiting for the truth to come
I see colours, colours, colours
Waiting for the truth to come, I see