Brite Side - Deborah Harry

Whenever i collapse, whenever i fold in your arms,

that’s when i know i’m holding you.

Holding you within my grasp.

Whenever i feel trapped, held by the inescapable,

i try to put my mind at ease, protect the heart worn on my sleeve.

That’s when i feel brand new.

I’m looking on the brite side.

I’ve got my visuals.

I’m looking on the brite side.

My 20/20's true.

I’m looking on the brite side.

That’s when i know it’s you.

You.

Whenever i’m in red a guardian angel’s flying round my head.

I feel your touch warm as red’s embarrassment, innocence' blush.

That’s when i feel brand new.

I’m looking on the brite side.

I’ve got my visuals.

I’m looking on the brite side.

My 20/20's true.

I’m looking on the brite side.

That’s when i know it’s you.

You.

You.

Whenever i’m in bed i see myself in wide-screen love scenes close-up.

I’m holding you, holding you.

We’re wrapped in blue.

I’m looking on the brite side