colour and shape

Joe Bonamassa

Down here in New Orleans, prayin? for holy water,
To rain on down, rain on down on me.
I got to tell you how I feel,
And I don?t care as long as it?s a side that?s real.

Like a dark cloud that casts no shade,
Seven days pass I still pray for rain.
I want to see things my way;
I will add colour and shape.

Now I?m frozen in time, bound by convictions,
Obey the trust - things I learned long ago.
Please now spare me, spare me your old folklore,
All I really want are things they were before.

Like a dark cloud that casts no shade,
Seven days pass I still pray for rain.
I want to see things my way;
I will add colour and shape.

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Like a dark cloud that casts no shade,
Seven days pass I still pray for rain.
I want to see things my way;
I will be be who I am and see things my way;
I will add colour and shape.

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