Black is the colour (Above & Beyond's divine intervention remix)
Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like a rose so fair She's got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands I love the ground whereon she stands
I love my love and well she knows I love the ground whereon she goes And how I wish the day would come When she and I can be as one...
Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like a rose so fair She's got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands I love the ground whereon she stands... Ohhh...Whereon she stands...
I go to the clyde and mourn and weep Satisfied I never will sleep I'll write her a letter, just a few short lines And suffer death ten thousand times...
Black is the colour of my true love's hair Her lips are like a rose so fair She's got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands I love the ground whereon she stands... Ohhh...Whereon she stands... Ohhh...Whereon she stands... Ohhh...Whereon she stands... Ohhh...Whereon she stands... Ohhh...Whereon she stands...