I've stopped and now they'll stare
As my shadows swallow the air
But this is my burden to bear
Because I've chosen the path to care
So what if I suffice every vice?
Crooked I'll slide
Maybe I'll turn
I'll turn out alright
Can't you see
All the colours in me?
Picture me without lines
You don't know what hides
In the highlight
These walls are closing me in
They tend to frame every sin
Can't erase what has gone with the wind
This war isn't waged to win
Now I suffice every vice
The ink's running dry
I'm rolling the dice
A sight for sore eyes
Can't you see
All the colours in me?
Picture me without lines
You don't know what hides
In the highlight
So please
Won't you colour me in?
You could pull all my strings
I'd follow your lead
Without questioning
Show me what it means