Lyrics

[Verse 1] Red first, red for the sun Brush it on thick, see it drip, drip, dripping down Bright red, straight from the heart Build it up slow, the horizon starting to show Pure gold, needles of gold Weave them in thin for the sunbeams shooting through The white page I'm painting for you Mixing up the colours of your troubles, I know you've got [Chorus] Trouble with the green, giving you the blues Mix it with the white, and the colours are bright again Trouble with the white, led you to the black Put you in the red, and you're falling apart again [Verse 2] Light grey, feathery clouds Delicate strokes with the brush, brush flowing now White lines crossing the sky Violet streak turning lilac, stretching out Through blue, indigo blue Darker up there with the memories flickering Deep blue, thinking of you Mixing up the colours of your troubles, I know you've got [Chorus] Trouble with the green, giving you the blues Mix it with the white, and the colours are bright again Trouble with the white, led you to the black Put you in the red, and you're falling apart again Trouble with the green, giving you the blues Fix it with the white, and you're feeling alright again Trouble with the white, led you to the black Stealing all the colours from your beautiful mind Stealing all the colours from your beautiful mind Stealing all the colours from your beautiful mind again Again [Verse 3] Red sun, low on the page You can decide if it's going up or down Black tar, holding you tight Got you so tight that you think that freedom is Jet black, black as the night I know I can't paint what your body's screaming for Freedom, up in the sky Mixing up the colours of your troubles, I know you've got [Chorus] Trouble with the green, giving you the blues Mix it with the white, and the colours are bright again Trouble with the white, led you to the black Put you in the red, and you're falling apart again Trouble with the green, giving you the blues Fix it with the white, and you're feeling alright again Trouble with the white, led you to the black Stealing all the colours from your beautiful mind again Again [Outro] You've got trouble, trouble Led you to the black, and you've got trouble