Whenever I collapse, whenever I fold in your arms, that´s when I know I´m holding you. Holding you within my grasp. Whenever I feel trapped, held by the inescapable, I try to put my mind at ease, protect the heart worn on my sleeve.
That´s when I feel brand new. I´m looking on the brite side. I´ve got my visuals. I´m looking on the brite side. My 20/20´s true. I´m looking on the brite side. That´s when I know it´s you.
You.
Whenever I´m in red a guardian angel´s flying round my head. I feel your touch warm as red´s embarrassment, innocence´ blush.
That´s when I feel brand new. I´m looking on the brite side.
I´ve got my visuals. I´m looking on the brite side. My 20/20´s true. I´m looking on the brite side. That´s when I know it´s you. You. You.
Whenever I´m in bed I see myself in wide-screen love scenes close-up. I´m holding you, holding you. We´re wrapped in blue.