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 bends back from underneath your feet. And I am the blue in your back alley view where the horizon and the rooftops meet.
If you cut me I suppose I would bleed the colors of the evening stars. You can go anywhere you wish ’cause I’ll be there, wherever you are. (wherever you are) [2x]
(I will always meet your gaze) when we are lost in 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 ’cause I’ll be there, wherever you are. (my darling)