by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown

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 comin' to me with that soulful look on your face.
Coming lookin' like you've never ever done one wrong thing.
You're comin' to me with that soulful look on your face.
You're comin' lookin' like you've never ever done one wrong thing.
So many fantastic colours, I feel in a wonderland.
Many fantastic colours, makes me feel so good.
You've got that pure feel,
Such good responses,
Got that rainbow feel,
But the rainbow has a beard.