"I see your face at the dawn of the day, gold as the sun begins to shine I see your face now at the end of the day, purple shadows dancing in your eyes. Technicolor dreams are all I see Technicolor dreams of you and me I see your shadow tripping through a silver glade, tiptoeing over crimson sand Luring me onwards into a sea of jade, leading me gently by the hand Technicolor dreams are all I see Technicolor dreams of you and me If I could escape through the windows of my mind I would fly to your magic mountain land There we would stay 'til the world had passed away With a love only we could understand Technicolor dreams are all I see Technicolor dreams of you and me I see your face at the dawn of the day, gold as the sun begins to shine I see your face now at the end of the day, purple shadows dancing in your eyes.
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