Picturesque Matchstickable Messages from the Status Quo 1968 |A| |A| |A| |A| |A| |A| |A| |A| I see your shadow tripping through a silver glade, tiptoeing over crimson sand Luring me onwards into a sea of jade, leading me gently by the hand Technicolour dreams are all I see Technicolour dreams of you and me |A| |A| |A| |A| yes Technicolour dreams are all I see Technicolour dreams of you and me I see your shadow tripping through a silver glade, tiptoeing over crimson sand Luring (guitartabs.cc)