We are so many colors
And lines that crossing just right.
We are mixing to plaid

Cause how sad it would be to be white.

I am the river,

I'm pining for something- I'm blue.
I circled the mountain Elizabeth-
I was red for you.

I like those colors; the orange and the chrome and the sky
As I am driving by.


If colors show how I feel,
I am colors mixed in a wheel.


We are so many colors
And lines that crossing just right.
Always mixing to plaid

Cause how sad it would be to be white.
You people are leaving
But all the emotions, they stay

As shades and as colors and as vices
Too many to say.
Still, I like those colors; the orange and the chrome and the sky

As I am driving by.

If colors show how I feel,

I am colors mixed in a wheel.

Go to sleep.

Please, forget these things...
I've said too much
But that's what I do.

Or, while you dream,
Recreate these things
And feel the same as I do

Cause then you can say,
I like the colors, the orange and the chrome and the sky.