*Baby, to you I raise my glass
It’s clear you’re above world class
Coz the world got no true story
That can contradict history:
Life is full of joy and sadness
And a certain degree of madness
But all that you’ve had to annul
And my life is no longer dull
**You bring out; the
Colour of my heart
Red hot my blood flows
With joy my heart glows
And when we make love
It’s clear you’re: the
Colour of my heart
*Baby it’s clear, you’re a haven
Of joy and that I’m in heaven
Is not a secret anymore
I’d be mad if I asked for more
And heaven got no such rubbish
My heart you didn’t just refurbish
It’s clear where it does hinge
With this whole new different tinge,
REPEAT **
*It is written on my nappy
That you make me more than happy
And signs that you’re my brightest part
Are so conspicuous in my heart
REPEAT **
*Fazing out all forms of strife
Has given colour to my life
Nothing can tear us apart
You’re: the colour of my heart.

*Baby, to you I raise my glass

It’s clear you’re above world class

Coz the world got no true story 

That can contradict history:

Life is full of joy and sadness

And a certain degree of madness

But all that you’ve had to annul

And my life is no longer dull

**You bring out; the

Colour of my heart

Red hot my blood flows

With joy my heart glows

And when we make love

It’s clear you’re: the 

Colour of my heart

*Baby it’s clear, you’re a haven 

Of joy and that I’m in heaven

Is not a secret anymore 

I’d be mad if I asked for more

And heaven got no such rubbish 

My heart you didn’t just refurbish

It’s clear where it does hinge 

With this whole new different tinge,

      REPEAT **

*It is written on my nappy

That you make me more than happy 

And signs that you’re my brightest part  

Are so conspicuous in my heart 

REPEAT **

*Fazing out all forms of strife

Has given colour to my life

Nothing can tear us apart

You’re: the colour of my heart

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