Rumour - Bel Canto

This is the morning

When our feelings rise together with the sun

There are the feelings that are yet to be awoken

How many wishes fade to nothing

Once they face reality?

How many wishes turn to grief?

How many wishes going on and on and on and on

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ouh, hey, hey

I bless the sunshine

With my love-disease and all my knees and more

I bless the sunshine and no shadows haunt my walls

Blue is a state of mind

Blue makes you colourblind

Beware of it, beware of it

You talk about a rumour

You talk about dead-end streets

About this rumour

Its not the way to think

Talk about a rumour

Then talk about a higher love

You know it won’t

It won’t satisfy my needs

It won’t satisfy my needs

Say ne, ne, ne, ne, ne, ne, ne

Talk about a rumour

No one expected this

That I should falter in a maudlin sky

No one expected this

But I misjudged and aimed to high

Blue is a sacred place

Where shattered dreams find shelter, well

Blue is a state of mind

Blue makes you colour-blind

You talk about a rumour

You talk about dead-end streets

About this rumour

It’s God in me

So, if you talk about a rumour

Then talk about a higher love

You talk about a rumour

When all it takes is simple love

And love and love and love and love

Simple love

And love and love and love and love

You’re too high

Blue makes you colour-blind, yeah

Yeah hehe, love …