Too many colors, too many colors I can't blend One million different shades Too many colors, too many paint-by-number minds Too many twisted minds It would be bliss if we were color-free But I'm asking too much So if you hear me cry, just know that I I want to be touched I need to be loved I long to be touched and loved by too too many colors Teena, what would the world be like if everyone saw with their hearts Instead of their eyes Well... I guess it would be like your smile Maya, innocent and pure And a color that I love I wish every year was the year of the child So do I, so do I, so do I, oh so do I...
Too many colors, too many colors I can't blend One million different shades Too many colors, too many paint-by-number minds Too many twisted minds It would be bliss if we were color-free But I'm asking too much So if you hear me cry, just know that I I want to be touched I need to be loved I long to be touched and loved by too too many colors Teena, what would the world be like if everyone saw with their hearts Instead of their eyes Well... I guess it would be like your smile Maya, innocent and pure And a color that I love I wish every year was the year of the child So do I, so do I, so do I, oh so do I...
