The Technicolor Phase
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I am the red in the rose The flowers on the blankets on your bedroom floor And I am the gray in the ghost That hides with your clothes behind your closet door I am the green in the grass That ends back from underneath your feet And I am the blue In your black alley view where the horizon and rooftops meet If you cut me I suppose I would bleed The colors of the evening stars You can go anywhere you wish Because I'll be there, wherever you are (wherever you are) (wherever you are) (I will always be your case When we are lost to the Technicolor phase) I am the black in the book The letters on the pages that you memorize And I am the orange in the overcast A color that you visualize I am the white in the walls That soak up all the sound when you cannot sleep And I am the peach in the starfish on the beach That wish the harbor wasn't quite so deep If you cut me I suppose I would bleed The colors of the evening stars (my darling) You can go anywhere you wish Because I'll be there, wherever you are (my darling) (wherever you are, you are, you are) (wherever you are, ever you are, ever you are) (wherever you are) (wherever you are) (wherever you are) (wherever you are) (wherever you are) (wherever you are) (wherever you are)<br /> <br /> Thanks to Fareeha
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