I see the clear waves in my dreams At night you're laying next to me My fingers running through your hair Back entries in your diary Touch red You're cold as ice Touch blue The taste of water Touch red Inside your eyes Touch blue The world needs colour I feel the clear waves in my dreams I want the ocean in your arms The beach is slipping through my hands You're eyes are painted like a doll's Touch red You're cold as ice Touch blue The taste of water Touch red Before you're gone Touch blue The world needs colour