You were just another sideshow in a back street carnival I was walking the high wire and trying not to fall Just another way of getting through anyone would do, but it was you You were just another sideshow and I was trying not to fall
Ah but you were tender as soft summer wind Someone to remember when the cold closes in You were colour to the moon you were flowers come to bloom with sweet perfume And you were tender as soft summer wind
I’ve seen the dark side when I am trying to find the light Seen the shadows fade away on the wrong side of night Heard a song come through and when I was looking for you, I sing blue Too long on the dark side trying to find the light
不经意间听到这首Colour To The Moon,似漫不经心的低吟浅唱,却胜过了凡夫俗子声嘶力竭的万语千言,那感性嗓音摄人心魄,穿透了我的灵魂.