Colors Of A Soul

April 1998 by Flying Stone

Verse 1
You are so lonesome, sad feelings follow you
Nobody’s callin‘, nobody asks for you
You go out at night, searching someone to talk
You don’t find a soul taking care of you

Colors shining, flowing out of your soul
Talking, crying ‚bout your dreams and your fear
Flooding forms of the figures from broken mirrors
Flooding forms of the figures of your soul

Verse 2
Look into the mirror, what do you see in there?
Eyes deep and dark, in a pale and tired face
Look into these eyes, what they tell of your soul
Fly into your heart, calmness is waiting for you

Verse 3
See the little flower, lightin‘ the prison wall
It’s only being, does not want anythin
Why not do the same? Take yourself as you are
Take a sheet and paint, draw your spirit and heart

© 1998 Flying Stone