Too Many Colors (Tee's Interlude)

Too many colors, too many colors

I can't blend

One million different shades

Too many colors, too many paint-by-number minds

Too many twisted minds

It would be bliss if we were color-free

But I'm asking too much

So if you hear me cry, just know that

I I want to be touched

I need to be loved

I long to be touched and loved by too too many colors

Teena, what would the world be like if everyone saw with their hearts

Instead of their eyes

Well... I guess it would be like your smile

Maya, innocent and pure

And a color that

I love I wish every year was the year of the child

So do I, so do

I, so do I, oh so do

I...