The Colour of Spring

Better parted I see people crying Truth gets harder There's no sense in lying Help me find a way from this maze I can't help myself When I see tenderness before you left That even breaking up was never meant But only angels look before they tread Bet

Baby, life's what you make it Can't escape it Baby, yesterday's favourite Don't you hate it Baby, life's what you make it Don't backdate it Baby, Don't try to shade it Beauty is naked Baby, life's what you make it Celebrate it Anticipate it Yesterday