Touch Red (On Film)

I see the clear waves in my dreams
 At night you're laying next to me
 My fingers running through your hair
 Back entries in your diary
 Touch red
 You're cold as ice
 Touch blue
 The taste of water
 Touch red
 Inside your eyes
 Touch blue
 The world needs color
 I feel the clear waves in my dreams
 I want the ocean in your arms
 The beach is slipping through my hands
 You're eyes are painted like a doll's
 Touch red
 You're cold as ice
 Touch blue
 The taste of water
 Touch red
 Before you're gone
 Touch blue
 The world needs color