Colors

You don't have to ask me why

'Cause I know you understand

All the treasures in my life

Are right here in my hand

Suspended in a moment, no more breath to catch

If you hold on to your end, maybe we can make this last

This is the greatest time of day

When all the clocks are spinning backwards

And all the ropes that bind begin to fray

And all the black and white turns in

To colors

Colors

I don't wanna build a wall

Or draw a line across the sand

Because there's room for one and all

And this land is our land

Oh, I hope this can go on and on and on

Before the skipping stone hits the surface of the pond

Oh, I know that life is never very long

One second, then one minute, and then it's gone

This is the greatest time of day

When all the clocks are spinning backwards

And all the ropes that bind begin to fray

And all the black and white turns in

To colors

You wanna sink into the colors on the wall

But all the while, you are the brightest of them all

This is the greatest time of day

When all the clocks are spinning backwards

And all the ropes that bind begin to fray

And all the black and white turns in

To colors

This is the greatest time of day

When there's no you and there's no others

And all the rules grow wings and fly away

And all the black and white turns in

To colors

Colors

Colors

Colors

Colors

Colors

Colors

Colors

Colors

Colors