I touched his hand Burned like coal Put pay to the devil And saw the mountain fall Feel like crying The jokes gone to far You can be anything you want Every colour you are Family man His patience tried Put a torch to his home And warmed his hands by the fire The greed of desire My roads uncrossed White lined and tarred By believing in you Every colour you are
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