orange by Elisa Waut
flowers are growing
orange
colour of my life
making tomorrow a sunday
what a day of joy

if nothing is what it seems
then everything's a lie

and every time
I turn around
I die just a little more

sunlight is golden
orange
colour of the sky
I've never believed in something
but now I wish I had

bring on the dancing children
when babies crawl and cry

what about me
what about me
let the pigeons free
what about me
what about me
I want you all to see

sad wishes
I'll make them all come true
sad wishes
I'll make them true for you

(c) 1990 Commedia / BMG Ariola Belgium nv/sa
tekst: Els Helewaut / muziek: Hans Helewaut