“Colors” – Playing for Change

I woke up to the morning sky first
Baby blue, just like we rehearsed
When I get up off this ground, I shake leaves back down
To the brown, brown, brown, brown ’til I’m clean
Then I walked where I’d be shaded by the trees
By a meadow of green
For about a mile
I’m headed to town, town, town in style

With all my favorite colors (yes, sir)
All my favorite colors (right on)
My sisters and my brothers see ’em like no other
All my favorite colors

It’s good day to be, a good day for me
A good day to see my favorite colors, colors
My sisters and my brothers, they see ’em like no other
All my favorite colors

Now take me to the other side
Where the baby blues birds fly
In grey clouds, or white walls
Or blue skies we gon’ fly, feel alright
Now we gon’ ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
Each time like ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
And at least I can say I anticipate
A homecome parade as we renegade in the morning light

With all my favorite colors (yes sir)
All my favorite colors (yes ma’am)
My sisters and my brothers see ’em like no other
All my favorite colors

All my favorite colors (right)
All my favorite colors (yes ma’am)
My sisters and my brothers see ’em like no other
All my favorite colors

It’s good day to be, a good day for me
A good day to see my favorite colors, colors
My sisters and my brothers, they see ’em like no other
All my favorite colors

Source: LyricFind Songwriters: Eric Stephon Burton. Colors lyrics © ME Gusta Music

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3 thoughts on ““Colors” – Playing for Change

  1. When my baby’s walking down the street
    I see red, I see red, I see red
    How could someone wicked walk round free
    I see red, I see red, I see red
    I see red, I see red, (hey!)
    I see red

    I respect your wishes
    You gave me such precious hours
    What to do without you
    Squeezed me out of your life
    Down the drain like molten toothpaste
    I feel used and spat out
    Poor old me

    When my baby’s walking down the street
    I see red, I see red, I see red
    How could someone wicked walk round free
    I see red, I see red, I see red
    I see red, I see red, (hey!)
    I see red

    I’m fed up with crying
    My despair is dying
    Turning into rage, day by day
    Green before you met me
    In the pink when you let me love you
    I was blue when you let me down
    Black and blue

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