Color - Veorra

I think I know,

I think I know…

I think I know your shade that warns me,

There are no red roses without their thorns, see,

And I think your words have already said plenty,

And there are no green shades without some envy,

The feels for you

Fire and ice, day and night

The things you do

Wrong and right, black and white

I’ll open a new door, I’m starting over

No guessing games, no faith in color

The feels for you

Fire and ice, day and night

The things you do

Wrong and right, black and white

I’ll open a new door, I’m starting over

No guessing games, no faith in color