Too many colors, too many colors I can't blend One million different shades Too many colors, too many paint-by-number minds Too many twisted minds
It would be bliss if we were color-free But I'm asking too much So if you hear me cry, just know that I I want to be touched I need to be loved I long to be touched and loved by too too many colors
Teena, what would the world be like if everyone saw with their hearts Instead of their eyes Well... I guess it would be like your smile Maya, innocent and pure And a color that I love
I wish every year was the year of the child So do I, so do I, so do I, oh so do I...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
