Purple, orange, pink, yellow
As the waves crash
As you look on your porch
As you hear the sounds of a train
And then the lighthouse
The son of the mother
Sun
You could hear it
Saying bye
As it sets
As it turns to night
Purple, orange, pink, yellow
As the waves crash
As you look on your porch
As you hear the sounds of a train
And then the lighthouse
The son of the mother
Sun
You could hear it
Saying bye
As it sets
As it turns to night