[00:00.00] 作词 : Mike Heron[00:00.00] 作曲 : Mike Heron[00:00.00] When the morning of your eyes comes waking through my shadows[00:19.50]Leaving just a trace of twilight sleep,[00:26.43]I whisper to the baby raindrops playing on my window,[00:33.66]And tell them gently this is not the time that they should weep.[00:40.47]For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box,[00:46.17]I have every color there it's true.[00:50.97]Just lately when I look inside my painting box,[00:56.64]I seem to pick the colors of you.[01:08.49]My Friday evening's foot-steps plodding dully through this black town,[01:15.66]Are far away now from the world that I'm in.[01:22.59]My eyes are listening to some sounds that I think just might be springtime,[01:29.76]With daffodils between my toes I'm laughing at their whim,[01:36.75]And somewhere in my mind there is a painting box,[01:42.42]I have every color there it's true,[01:47.25]Just lately when I look inside my painting box,[01:52.86]I seem to pick the colors of you.[02:33.06]Oh somewhere in my mind there is a painting box,[02:38.64]I have every color there it's true.[02:43.41]Just lately when I look inside my painting box,[02:49.02]I seem to pick the colors of you.[03:01.02]The purple sail above me catches all the strength of summer.[03:08.25]Fishes stop and ask me where I am bound.[03:15.15]I smile and shake my head and say my little ship is sinking,[03:22.14]But I kind of like the sea that I'm on, and I don't mind if I do drown.[03:29.16]For somewhere in my mind there is a painting box,[03:34.80]I have every color there it's true.[03:39.60]Just lately when I look inside my painting box,[03:45.15]I seem to pick the colors of you.