Other than black & white
And I’m looking through the shutters
At golden rays of light
Oh, I just want to see the way you look right now
Since it might be the last time
I’m scared if I leave you now
There is no coming back here to this life
Honest to God and all the others
Weak in the knees I can’t be found
Wishing that I can see the colors
Deaf in my ears I hear no sound
I hear no sound
Lost in my head, try to pretend
I’m not alone and holding on by a thread
So lost in my head
Honest to God and all the others
Weak in the knees I can’t be found
Wishing that I can see the colors
Deaf in my ears I hear no sound
Honest to God and all His brothers
Wishing that I could just be found
Blinded by all His shining colors
Deafened by horns from His mighty sound
His mighty sound
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