(scott mccarl)
I'm an ivory tower boy
Never quite put down the toys
I always think the best of them all
I see only sunny skies
With the wool over my eyes
I never seem to find the crack or the fault
I see it all through rose coloured gla**es
And I only see what matters to me
I see you all through rose coloured cla**es, yeah
The road that I chose is coloured rose
It's a funny sort of haze
All full of dreams of yesterdays
And the dreams are so real you could cry
And you know the gra** is green
On the side you've never seen
And the thought is what helps you get by
I see it all through rose coloured gla**es
And I only see what matters to me
I see you all through rose coloured cla**es, yeah
The road that I chose is coloured rose
As I grow a little more
Wonder what this all is for
And the bra** ring is slipping away
I would keep the gla**es near
And would shed a quiet tear
And maybe smile inside as I say
I see it all through rose coloured gla**es
And I only see what matters to me
I see you all through rose coloured cla**es, yeah
The road that I chose is coloured...