In the red of the morning sky
I couldn't see the sign
By the light of the yellow moon
You had me hypnotized
Oh I painted pretty pictures with the stories you told
But the colors all ran
Oh I never really knew what you were talking about
But now I understand
Looking through rose colored glasses
Thinking it might be blue
Throwing pennies in an empty fountain
Rainbows in the dark
Pulling petals from a dying flower
A sudden change of heart
Oh if wishes were horses then I'd be a cowboy
And not a rodeo clown
Hanging onto that buckin' Bronco
Until I hit the ground
Looking for a four leaf clover
Hoping it might be true
Looking through rose colored glasses
Thinking it might be blue
Looking for a four leaf clover
Hoping it might be true
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