The color of my heart
Is a color you cant see
It breaks itself in two
A piece for you, a piece for me
The color of my soul
Is a color you can�t feel
It tries to stitch together
Pieces of me that do not heal
The color of my pain
Is a color you cant touch
It crashes to a million pieces
When the feelings come too much
The color of my tears
Is invisible to the eye
But you can taste every one of them
When I break down and start to cry
The colors I am made of
Swirl inside a mysterious sea
The colors of my truth
Are all made up of me
