I opened my eyes
and I saw the sun doing likewise
cursing my yesterday’s head
I slowly got out of my bed
For everyday seems the same
And I’ve got no one to blame
I’m not blind but I can’t see
Is there a wall in front of me
And will I take my dreams to the paradise’s apple tree
Maybe that could come true
Like a picture that I drew
That I drew

For everyday seems the same
And I’ve got myself to blame
I’m not blind but I can’t see
Is there a road in front of me
And will I take my dreams to a place where they can be free
Or maybe a storm is at brew
Dark as the picture that I drew
That I drew

Red , Green , Yellow and Blue
Colors are mixing without a clue
Some say it’s all in my head
Others say the picture , the picture is dead

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