Tell me What is life? A life without colours Can you see them? Have the years made us blind? As a child Living life’s imagination You’d close your eyes And all the colours went wild
Now the outline’s been drawn On an empty page And I’ve opened my eyes
And you you you You colour me in Turn me round when I’m wrong You make me strong You colour me in .......... We all need To be painted with love
Понякога всичко, от което човек се нуждае, е нова гледна точка.