Chromatics
Dear Tommy (On Film)

Dear Tommy
Just when I think that I’m alright
I see your face
And it only twists the knife

Dear Tommy
If I could hold you in my arms
But I don’t care
We won’t compromise

Dear Tommy
I wish I could see the world through your eyes
And though I’ve tried
You call me color blind

Dear Tommy
I can’t stay and I won’t go
What’s at the end?
No one really knows

Is this our last goodbye?
Is this our last goodbye?
Is this our last goodbye?