The Colour In Anything

On your island, there's no weather warning
 There's no sudden showers
 There's no certain powers, no
 All I wanted was to carry you for aching
 And how I told you what I'd do
 If one day I woke and couldn't find the colour in anything
 All I thought I was worth
 Was to mend things, are so breaking
 And how I chased the glory
 How I wanted to carry you for aching
 And how I told you what I'd do
 If one day I woke and couldn't find the colour in anything
 You must not be looking
 You must not be trying like I'm trying
 I can't always help you
 But I can listen for the sounds you're making
 And how I loved your story
 How I wanted to follow you and paint it
 And how I told you what I'd do
 If one day I woke and couldn't find the colour in anything
 You must not be looking
 You must not be trying how I'm trying
 You must not be looking
 You must not be trying how I'm trying
 I can't always help you