The Rainbow I Keep Chasing
Why are there so manysongs about rainbowswhen mine always fade into grey?I keep looking for coloursin a life that keeps handing meshadows,hoping love will finallyturn its face toward meand stay. They say rainbows are visionsbut maybe that is all my love has ever beena flickeran illusionsomething bright enough to make me believeand brief enoughto break me again. I have been told to stop…















