Lyrics
Waiting for the gift of sound and vision, electric blue
Don t you wonder sometimes, don t you wonder sometimes, don t you wonder sometimes
That s the color of my room, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
Don t you wonder sometimes, waiting for the gift of sound and vision Sound, and i will sing
Pale blinds drawn all day, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
that s the color of my room
Drifting into my solitude, bout sound and vision, over my head
where i will live
I will sit right down, waiting for the gift of sound and vision Vision, nothing to read
And i will sing, and i will sing, nothing to read
i will sit right down
bout sound and vision
bout sound and vision
waiting for the gift of sound and vision
Where i will live, don t you wonder sometimes Sound, that s the color of my room
Bout sound and vision, electric blue
waiting for the gift of sound and vision
drifting into my solitude
nothing to read
I will sit right down, don t you wonder sometimes
Pale blinds drawn all day, i will sit right down
and i will sing
And i will sing, pale blinds drawn all day
Electric blue, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
that s the color of my room
And i will sing, i will sit right down, drifting into my solitude
Drifting into my solitude, bout sound and vision Sound, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
And i will sit right down, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
Bout sound and vision, bout sound and vision Book, over my head
where i will live
and i will sit right down
Where i will live, drifting into my solitude And, nothing to read
Waiting for the gift of sound and vision, where i will live, that s the color of my room
That s the color of my room, drifting into my solitude And, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
That s the color of my room, waiting for the gift of sound and vision, pale blinds drawn all day
Electric blue, bout sound and vision
where i will live
Electric blue, electric blue, bout sound and vision
And i will sing, bout sound and vision, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
waiting for the gift of sound and vision
Waiting for the gift of sound and vision, where i will live, pale blinds drawn all day
Electric blue, over my head
And i will sing, waiting for the gift of sound and vision