Matt Goss. Colour Blue. Zeneszám

Have you ever created a place that feels safe to hide
It may not be a room with four walls, just a
Place you've created in the mind
A kind of heaven a kind of hell where we can kiss and tell
I close my eyes and listen

I'd love to get lost in a dream, but I know the
Door in which I came

When I'm sleeping, I get healing
Thinking of the colour blue
When I'm sleeping, I slow down my breathing
Living in dreams, dreams that come true
Thinking of the colour blue
Thinking of the colour blue yes

Sometimes it's good to think aloud, and say to you
See the funny faces up in the clouds
A place to get crazy, where life gets so lazy
There's no no, there's no yes, but everything is maybe
Oh, I'd love to get lost in a dream, wash my fears
In nature's streams


When I'm sleeping, I get healing
Thinking of the colour blue
When I'm sleeping, I slow down my breathing
Living in dreams, dreams that come true
Thinking of the colour blue
Thinking of the colour blue yes

I get healing etc.

I'd love etc.

When I'm sleeping, I get healing
Thinking of the colour blue
When I'm sleeping, I slow down my breathing
Living in dreams, dreams that come true
Thinking of the colour blue
Thinking of the colour blue yes