(T Finn) - True Colours
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My love is alien, I picked her up by chance
She speaks to me, with ultra-high frequencies
Radio band of gold
Gonna listen til I grow old
Oo hoo hoo
What more can a poor boy do? Oo hoo hoo
What more can a poor boy do? Oo hoo hoo hoo
The crackle of the radio
A message in the evening sky
You're looking at an interplanetary Romeo
I'll never see her face
Between us there's too much space
Oo hoo hoo
What more can a poor boy do? Oo hoo hoo
What more can a poor boy do? Oo hoo hoo hoo... Yeah?!
Keep losing you... Ooh hoo hoo
What more can a poor boy do? Ooh hoo hoo...
What more can a poor boy do? Ooh hoo hoo...
What more, what more...
What more, what more
What more can a poor boy do?
