I am the red in the rose,
The flowers on the blankets on your bedroom floor.
And I am the gray in the ghost,
That hides with your clothes behind your closet door.
I am the green in the grass,
That bends back from underneath your feet.
And I am the blue in your back-alley view,
Where the horizon and the rooftops meet.

If you cut me, I suppose I would bleed...
The colors of the evening stars.
You can go anywhere you wish,
Cause I'll be there,
Wherever you are.
...wherever you are...

I will always be your keys,
When we are lost in the Technicolor phase.

I am the black in the book,
The letters on the pages that you memorize.
And I am the orange in the overcast,
A color that you visualize.
I am the white in the walls,
That soak up all the sound when you cannot sleep.
And I am the peach in the starfish on the beach,
That wish the harbor wasn't quite so deep.

If you cut me,
I suppose I would bleed the colors of the evening stars.
...my darling...
You can go anywhere you wish,
Cause I'll be there,
Wherever you are.
...my darling...
...wherever you are...

See also:
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Owl City Air Traffic Lyrics
The Don Marsh Chorus & Orchestra Do Lord Lyrics