-- Colour --

If I could not see colour I'd be content with black and white
At least I'd see the difference between day and darkest night
But because I know what colour is I think that I would die
If I could never see again the sun set in the sky

If I had not met you I'd be content, in many ways
In mundane mediocrity to pass away my days
But because I know that you exist I cannot waste my time
I live and love to be with you and pray that you'll be mine