Make out on the dance floor, take it too far Out the back door, leave an open tab When you look like that? And tell me how am I supposed to keep my hands to myself When you're making my mind wander somewhere else? It's on a one-way track when you look

When I'm looking up at you I'll colour me blue Only seeing myself Anything it takes to make you stay I know you're seeing black and white So I'll paint you a clear blue sky Without you I am colour-blind It's raining every time I open my eyes

So open it up and take a look 'Cause under the covers one discovers But a cover is not the book That the king may be a crook For a cover is nice A cover is nice Chapter titles are like signs And if you read between the lines You'll find your first