Color me, please don’t even leave a spot,
I am dying to know how it feels to be you.
How it feels to be loved by many and hated by none,
How it feels to be going places all at once.
Color me before it’s too late,
Color me I can’t wait.
I always wanted to be you, it’s all I ever wanted,
In my mind are your words that I have chanted.
One day I will find what need to be found,
So just color me and bring me to your world.
Color me before it’s too late,
Color me I can’t wait.
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