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)
(wherever you are)
(I will&nbs
