Colors of the World

Blue could be a winter coat

Or the sea, Lake Maureen, a window

Or a downpour on my street.

This bit of yellow could be a leaf

Or a beam of light, a girl in a taxi.

And I think of you in the colors of the world.

And I did meet you in the brotherhood of man

When I was traveling a long way from my home

And you are a friend of mine.

Black is the piano you play at school in the lobby,

Looking out at the gray and orange,

Green grass on your feet.

And I think of you in the colors of the world.

And I did meet you in the brotherhood of man

When I was traveling a long way from my home

And you are a friend of mine.