When it comes to choices
Deep down to the roots
I will still spin the color wheel
On the choice that I choose
Dealing with daily cravings
There's no need to regroup
On the choices I'd be making
My life would choose the blues

Evaluate the situation
Try and adjust my mood
Fold the flag I have been waving
Go for something new
Try and stall these afterthoughts
Continually on the move
Thinking things, I ought not
My life chooses the blues

From one end to the other
I set this ship on cruise
If I could choose another
We all know what I would do
If it weren't for red and yellow
I would have no clue
Being a simple fellow
Whose life would choose the blues