Going where the orange sun has never died
And your swirling marble eyes shine
Laughing
Burning through the light (Burning through the light, burning through the light)
Bittersweet, the drops of life (Bittersweet, the drops of life, bittersweet, the drops of life)
Memories, only fading

Fancy colours
Fancy colours

All we ever do see
When we're down at the sea
We see things so very bright at the sea

Fancy colours
Fancy colours

All we ever can do
The morning covered with dew
We do things so very fine in the dew

Fancy colours
Fancy colours

All we ever do hear
The world, whether we're here or there
We hear things so very fine when we're there