I always thought it was good to not see colour
Thought it was good, I thought I was like no other
But colour is beautiful, colour is great
My colourblind ways were just dead weight
Now I see that a colour in you
Is a colour in me
Those days are gone but still ingrained
This colour in me can't be contained
We are all the same, yet so different
Our bones break if we hit cement
Our bodies decay
One day we all just fade away
So no time for hate
The time is for love
Just make it happen
Don't let push cone to shove
Show everyone love
All the colours in the world
Show them all love
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