What colour was your heart
When you loved me-when once you loved me
When it was alive and beating for me
And it beat next to mine
What colour were the days-those days
We made love, made laughter, made memories
It was real like a rainbow after rain
We were alive and in living colour
What colour will tomorrow be
Now that you're gone
In darkness I'll be surrounded
Now that my colour is black
Valerie Masters
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