When Your Colours Go

|C  F|Am  |C  F|Am  |

C                            F         Am
I am the colour of an autumn flurry of leaves in a breeze for you
    Dm              Am                   G                F
And I am a study in hues of grey and the blue of a broken day for you
C                               Dm          Am
Oh the hurry, the press of your body in the embers of an afternoon
      Dm                Am                G                     Dm            G
Now I spend my money on something stupid, trying to believe I belong to you

G                                C               F
Oh when the colours go, when the colours go they won't come back
    C           G                               C               F
You strip me right, you strip them right out so maybe you would welcome that
    C         G                                     C            F
And I don't know where your colours go, but if your colours go I won't come back
  C          F         Em                        G
I won't come back, but maybe you would welcome that

|C Dm|Am F|C Dm|Am  |

C                        F               Am
Oh we linger in the cold comfort of each other in your bedroom
    Dm                   Am                  G                       Dm
And we are the colour of something borrowed, trying to believe we're something new

    G                                  C               F
And oh when your colours go, when your colours go they won't come back
    C           G                               C               F
You strip me right, you strip them right out so maybe you would welcome that
    C         G                                       C            F
And I don't know where your colours go, but when your colours go I won't come back
    C           G                             C               F
You strip me right, you strip me right out so maybe you would welcome that
  C          F         Em                        G
I won't come back, but maybe you would welcome that

Bb            Am          C             F   F/E
  And in this garden we were barely kept
Bb           Am            D
  So maybe more should be less
F            Em      Am            D       F
  We're only antique blooms, on an unmade bed

    G                                  C            F
And oh when your colours go, when your colours go I won't come back
    C            G                              C               F
You strip me right, you strip them right out so maybe you would welcome that
    C         G                                       C               F
And I don't know where your colours go, but when your colours go they won't come back
    C           G                             C               F
You strip me right, you strip me right out so maybe you would welcome that
    C         G                                       C               F
And I don't know where your colours go, but when your colours go they won't come back
     C          F         Em                        G
They don't come back, and maybe you would welcome that

|C Dm|Am F|C Dm|Am  |

    C                            F         Am
And I am the colour of an autumn flurry of leaves in a breeze for you
    Dm              Am                   G                C
And I am a study in hues of grey and the blue of a broken day for you

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