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I've got a box, a box of nice crayons. Pick a colour and it's yours We'll dedicate our lives to the colour We'll play our music to its chords I'm not losing I don't care I paint you a bed, paint it with greens and whites and you'll sleep Peaceful maybe for just one night. Oh and in your eyes there's lights from all those panoramic vista views. After all that, we'll be forgotten Aus Songtexte Mania