If I Could Cry In Color

Intro I stayed up to watch the moon set didn't care much for the sun rising. I felt the heaviness in my chest a piece of me was mourning. A blue bird landed on my fence, but that was not surprising. Verse 1 I caught my reflection, in the mirror, it reminded me that I am still here. My world is dark and gray, outside I, I can hear, all the little children play & I cried for a brand new start. (chorus) If only I could cry in color to bring life into my hurting world, to paint a picture so perfectly to fix this hurting girl. If my tears were bubbles they could easily float away, they wouldn't be so subtle dripping down my face. And if I could cry in color imagine what would be. To paint a perfect picture and fix this hurting girl in me. Verse 2 He told her that he loved her and he would never leave, until she became a mother and she was only 17. She had a lot of late nights and lost her chance to dream. She bottled up her regrets, it just wasn't what it seemed. She softly kisses her babies head, But her heart lets out a scream. (chorus) If only I could cry in color to bring life into my hurting world, to paint a picture so perfectly to fix this hurting girl. If my tears were bubbles they could easily float away, they wouldn't be so subtle dripping down my face. Verse 3 17 turned 25, the years they seemed to race on by, my grand-baby's playing outside and the bluebirds on the fence. My daughter, I am not surprised took care of all the teary eyes And now its making sense Verse 4 She holds her growing daughters hand at her graduation, the view of the love they shared will forever shine without hesitation Time has not been shy, 43 years have passed us by, yet there is a blue bird on the fence. Reminding me of the creative paint and the children's innocence. (chorus) If only I could cry in color to bring life into my hurting world, to paint a picture so perfectly to fix this hurting girl. If my tears were bubbles they could easily float away, they wouldn't be so subtle dripping down my face. And if I could cry in color imagine what would be. To paint a perfect picture and fix this hurting girl in me Copyright © Lisanne Hassen