Cold Feet

Tired of living in the black and white?

Where fools can tell you that you're never right

I know a place where the film's in color

Just step inside of yourself

Here's a place in the front row

So on with the show

The same old shadow on the run

That's no shadow, it's your shadow's son

I know a place where the pools got water

And you don't need to know how to swim

Here's the key to the back door

Do you want more

Do you need more?

Same old rhythm to the same old rhyme

The same old clock - same old time

There's a place where the grass is greener

And you can shake, rattle and roll

Here's the key to the front door

Do you want more

Will you need more?

Tired of living in the black and white

Where no-one's wrong and you're never right

Same old steps to the same old dance

Just one more reason - one more chance

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