- Votes:
- Composers:
- Mike Gibbins
- Thomas Evans
- Peter William Ham
 
- Genres:
- 60s
 
- Tags:
- pop life
- power pop
- soundtrack
- the british are coming
 
- See also:
Badfinger - Crimson Ship lyrics
My life was colored, painting pictures out of tune
 You came from nowhere in a song
 It might have been the way I laughed, he made the jokes
 Could only show me what was wrong
 He took me flying on his crimson ship
 He never left me his number
 He took me flying on his crimson ship
 Then he was gone and I wondered
 Who put the knots on all the crosses on the hill?
 Why did the old man wash his hands?
 Who grew the flower that was big enough to kill?
 And blew the trumpet in the van, a an
 He took me flying on his crimson shipBadfinger - Crimson Ship - http://motolyrics.com/badfinger/crimson-ship-lyrics.html
 He never left me his number
 He took me flying on his crimson ship
 Then he was gone and I wondered
 Oh, oh, oh, oh
 When they were busy throwing kisses at the moon
 A father lost his mother's son
 And though they knew the resurrection would be soon
 The time was spent, they carried on, on
 He took me flying on his crimson ship
 He never left me his number
 He took me flying on his crimson ship
 Then he was gone and I wondered
Wondered, wondered, wondered











