when you were young you took my hand you knew the days were slipping fast with purple dusks they stole away and took all we tried to grasp i will paint my love all the colors of the sky all the colors of the sky all the colors of the sky its a white white wine i cry its a white white wine i cry a golden thread will trace my path as i look backwards on the crash and the pale blue light of the dust reborn will signal out new life has come i will paint my love all the colors of the sky all the colors of the sky all the colors of the sky its a white white wine i cry its a white white wine i cry