She already met a guy
with a heart made of gold
who promised her to paint in pink her past
one counted her the green
in front of the orange from the candles
that burned her another night
on the Red carpet
with the white wine
they sold her dreams
of a life far away from here
that she will meet from up close
the Blue of the sea
and the Yellow of the sun.
And she says that...
for her everything is black and white
and how everyone is colored (also a word for hypocrites)
when it comes to love
she wants the translucent
a beating heart
and to hear the silence
and either I'm naive
or maybe I'm just color blind
but when I'm with her it me feel good
like watching Paris
View in Turquoise
we don't want to go
she tells about the wound
the greed
and how in the end the money is just another color
that is similar to Grey, it reminds of the cold
and again she's disappearing...
her smile has a lot of shades
and it says everything when it's on her face
hours of silence, she doesn't want to see
that the sky is already blue
And she says that...
for her everything is black and white
and how everyone is colored (also a word for hypocrites)
when it comes to love
she wants the translucent
a beating heart
and to hear the silence
and either I'm naive
or maybe I'm just color blind
but when I'm with her it me feel good
like watching Paris
View in Turquoise
we don't want to go