Colour Me In.
I am grey, still on the page.
Oh, colour me in.
Just an outline, sketchy but fine-
Oh, colour me in.
If green is chasing the hills over miles.
If blue is pursuing the sky.
See if the red of your heart doesn’t mind where you begin to colour me in.
Something new and nothing to do,
I’m just an idea.
I must be real, cause somehow I feel
that I’m just an idea.
Let’s share the blue of the towering sky.
The green of the hills that roll by.
Leave the red of your heart to decide, if you cannot choose which colour to use.
I’ll always wait, it’s never too late
To colour me in.
Today or next year
I’ll always be here if you want
to colour me
in.
