A Lack Of Color
And when I see youI really see you upside downBut my brain knows betterIt picks you up and turns you aroundTurns you aroundTurns you around
If you feel discouragedThat there's a lack of color herePlease don't worry, loverIt's really bursting at the seamsAbsorbing everythingThe spectrum's A to Z
This is fact, not fictionFor the first time in yearsAll the girls in every girlie magazineCan't make me feel any less aloneI'm reaching for the phoneTo call at 7:03And on your machine I slur a plea for you to come homeBut I know it's too lateI should have given you a reason to stayGiven you a reason to stayGiven you a reason to stayFiven you a reason to stay
This is fact, not fictionFor the first time in years