colouring rainbow
ooh true that we are only a sparrow
with broken wings and sorrow
perfectly fit in the shadow
should never reveal what’s down below
even so …
dont just wait for a deathblow
I should know,
the urge of unwillingness to forgo
the presence of a hero with a limo
just standing by the window
waiting for the voice to echo
wishing the spread of red green blue and yellow
to wipe the feeling of hollow
but let me tell you what I know
You already have your own rainbow
