Colors

[D]  [A]  [D]  [A]

[D]You don't have to ask me [A]why
[D]Because I know you'd under[A]stand
[D]All the treasures of my [A]life
[D]Are right here in my [A]hand

[Em]Suspended [G]in a moment
[A]No more breath to catch
[Em]If you hold [G]onto your end
[A]Maybe we can make this last

[D]This is the [Bm]greatest time of [A]day
When [D]all the clocks are [Bm]spinning backwa[A]rds
And [D]all the ropes that [Bm]bind begin to [A]fray
And [Bm]all the black and [F#m]white turns [A]into co[D]lors

I don't wanna build a wall
Or draw a line across the sand
Because there's room for one and all
And this land is our land

Oh, I hope this can go on and on and on
Before the skipping stone hits the surface of the pond
Oh, I know that life is never very long
One second, then one minute, and then it's gone

[Bm]You want to sink into the [Em]colors on the wall
[F#m]But all the while you are the [A]brightest of them all

(Same as chorus)
This is the greatest time of day
When there's no you and there's no others
And all the rules grow wings and fly away
And all the black and white turns into colors

[D]Colors [A]Aaaaah [D]Ah

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