(Composição: Pete Brown, Jack Bruce, Eric Clapton) Coming to me in the morning, leaving me at night Coming to me in the morning, leaving me alone You've got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard Running to me a-cryin' when he throws you out Running to me a-cryin', on your own again You've got that pure feel, such good responses But the picture has a mustache You're coming to me with that soulful look on your face Coming looking like you've never ever done one wrong thing You're co ming to me with that soulful look on your face You're coming looking like you've never ever done one wrong thing So many fantastic colors; I feel in a wonderland Many fantastic colors makes me feel so good You've got that pure feel, such good responses You've got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard
