Il testo della Colors of the world

Blue could be a winter coat
Or the sea, lake maureen, a window
Or a downpour on my street.
This bit of yellow could be a leaf
Or a beam of light, a girl in a taxi.

And i think of you in the colors of the world.
And i did meet you in the brotherhood of man
When i was traveling a long way from my home
And you are a friend of mine.

Black is the piano you play at school in the lobby,
Looking out at the gray and orange,
Green grass on your feet.

And i think of you in the colors of the world.
And i did meet you in the brotherhood of man
When i was traveling a long way from my home
And you are a friend of mine.