l am the red ln the rose... the flowers
On the blankets on your bedroom floor
And l am the gray ln the ghost that hldes
Wlth your clothes behlnd your closet door
l am the green ln the grass
that bends back
From underneath your feet
And l am the blue ln your back aIIey vlew
Where the horlzon and the rooftop meet
lf you cut me l suppose l would bleed the colors
Of the evenlng stars
You can go anywhere you wlsh cuz l wIIl be there
wherever you are
Wherever you are
Wherever you are
l wIIl always be your keys
When we are lost ln the technlcolor phase
l am the black ln the book
The letters on the pages that you memorlze
And l am the orange ln the overcast
Of color that you vlsuaIIze
l am the whlte ln the waIIs..that soak up
AII the sound when you cannot sleep
And l am the peach ln the starflsh on the beach
That wlsh the harbor wasnt qulte so deep.
lf you cut me... l suppose l would bleed the colors
Of the evenlng stars my darIIng
You can go anywhere you wlsh cuz l wIIl be there...
wherever you are my darIIng
Wherever you are
Wherever you are
Wherever you are
