Paint me in the colours of the sun  Let me feel the bliss in your smile  I've been down for so long  I'm waiting you, needing you, hating you  There's nothing to do  I'm worshipping you. I'm longing to feel you    Paint me. Paint out home.  Paint in the colours you choose.  Nothing would please me more  The curtains you pick are the fools  It's strange and it's filled with you    Just maybe we're closing in.  Maybe we'll break it again  I'm wanting you, needing you, hating you, loosing you.  I'm worshipping you. I'm longing to feel you.