You're the matador and I'm the bull,
you're the brass key hole I fit into,
you're the wind and I'm the weathervane,
you're the strawberry blonde and I'm the grey.
You're the light and I am the firefly,
you're the star and I am the blackened sky.
Tell me, yeah, sing your song for my lonely soul,
tell me, you sing your song for my lonely soul.
If we find the light and turn it into ourselves
they will hunt us down like animals.
In the morning clouds will cover you, oh well,
in the afternoon the sun is yours.
Find the lion deep inside your heart.
Stroke by stroke
you fill my empty soul with colour.
You're the wind and I'm the weathervane,
you're the strawberry blonde and I'm the grey.
you're the brass key hole I fit into,
you're the wind and I'm the weathervane,
you're the strawberry blonde and I'm the grey.
You're the light and I am the firefly,
you're the star and I am the blackened sky.
Tell me, yeah, sing your song for my lonely soul,
tell me, you sing your song for my lonely soul.
If we find the light and turn it into ourselves
they will hunt us down like animals.
In the morning clouds will cover you, oh well,
in the afternoon the sun is yours.
Find the lion deep inside your heart.
Stroke by stroke
you fill my empty soul with colour.
You're the wind and I'm the weathervane,
you're the strawberry blonde and I'm the grey.
