Colors

It's hard for me to say what I want from

You I have had 22 years of

Trying to form the words that somehow

Might mean I am feeling

So many colors in this distraction

Brown hair makes her lips more red

Words would not describe what I'm seeing

I try to hold my tongue but it's useless

She makes my heart scream color

I know by now she should have found me out

Every sense I have has been exhausted

But color makes her smile

She's always waiting for me to speak

But all she hears is whitest noise

Though I may not communicate my heart

She knows the color I'm screaming

She makes my heart scream color

I know by now she should have found me out

And every sense I have has been exhausted

But color makes her smile

I feel it coming, I feel it coming

I feel it coming, I feel it coming

I feel it coming, I feel it coming

I feel it coming on

Whoa, she makes my heart scream color

I know by now she should have found me out

And every sense I have has been exhausted

But color makes her smile

Yeah, she makes my heart scream color

She should have found me out

Every sense I have has been exhausted

But color makes her smile

Color makes her smile