[Verse 1] She likes warm toast in the morning Crumbs in a book on her bed Laughing too loud in the classroom Ink on her fingers Ideas in her head [Chorus] Olivia in orange That’s her glow Like late July on her shadowed road She says it feels like “waking up slow” Soft and bright Where the kind hearts go Olivia in orange That’s her sky Little burst of courage when she’s shy She wears that shade so the fear runs dry Orange is the colour of her try [Verse 2] She likes stray cats that choose her Rain on the car roof Soft and thin Stories that end a bit messy Because that’s how real life begins [Chorus] Olivia in orange That’s her glow Like late July on her shadowed road She says it feels like “waking up slow” Soft and bright Where the kind hearts go Olivia in orange That’s her sky Little burst of courage when she’s shy She wears that shade so the fear runs dry Orange is the colour of her try [Bridge] It’s the fruit on her windowsill The sunset stuck on her sleeve (oh oh) The spark in “I think I will” When she almost starts to leave [Chorus] Olivia in orange That’s her glow Like late July on her shadowed road She says it feels like “waking up slow” Soft and bright Where the kind hearts go Olivia in orange That’s her sky Little burst of courage when she’s shy She chose that shade so her hope stays high Orange is the colour of her try (her try)
