Most people are not okay But they're taking their siestas in the sun Got some ideas on the way it should be But most of 'em just carrying on Happy colored
ok now shawty high yellow shawty eyes brown shawty so gold and so is my crown baby color me bad shawty coat red, and so is my flag purple in my bag and
I'm looking at the world through these Candy colored glasses that I'm wearing Staring, noticing that everything is Just the way I'd like for it to be
Oh, I'd love to go to a brand new place But recognize the sky A brand new motion yet same old people And that's the reason why Colors and honey are in
Nat king cole I was walking along, minding my business When out of an orange-colored sky Flash! bam! alakazam! Wonderful you came by I was humming a
I cry why, oh, why did my mommy have to die? Too many questions, no answers confuses my mind Like what did I do, what did she do, who's to blame No one
L?arcobaleno ?na lama nera ed una carovana barcolla nei sogni di un viandante. Behind this gate-cage crawl the faceless voyants with dreams like a keyhole
As I sit here thinking Wondering where I am Knowing that I could be here But I just sat That's where I'm at People walk the shadows Falling stars appear
(scott mccarl) I'm an ivory tower boy Never quite put down the toys I always think the best of them all I see only sunny skies With the wool over my
Traditional Black is the color of my true love's hair His face so soft and wondrous fair The purest eyes And the strongest hands I love the ground on
Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else You steam a lens stable eyes and glass Not get pissed off through my bird lips as good news
O darlin' that satin gown So beautiful you shut my mouth No need to read our love aloud Go on and put those candles out And gone to me Had a feeling
Got on a bus in Memphis Destination Rome Georgia ain't no paradise But a place I just call home I sat next to a broken hearted bride She was cryin',
Welcome to the colored section Welcome to the negro league Sign your name on the black list and know this It's American history See what it is to be
Music by Parviainen-Hatakka- Waltari The thought sword, that cuts you down The make up, that jerks you up Colors that burn your skin The wildest adventure
The last opened vein was a call to your savior you ended Lost but in time I knew you would end this like you meant it Please say you know that, you know
Those were rose-colored times on rides with your eyes closed. Those were rose-colored times on rides with your eyes open wide. Shabby tried to comb her
Kiss me once, just once Do you think it's love or something close? Do you recall? You say I was sleeping But I know what I saw Chorus There were nights