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An old man once said, "Being in love is like the color TV, once you have it you never want to go back to Black and White" This sounds too beautiful to be wrong But too foreign to me to be right So here I sit, Remote in hand Studying each channel I see Looking for a hint of color Does it happen all at once? Or seep in through the corners? Or a scene at a time? Sometimes I think I see some color Coming into the frame But as soon as I think it It’s gone before my eyes Just a trick of the light Back to that old black and white Is that a new costar? To colorize my life? As soon as I see him He’s gone And I’m back to black and white It’s too beautiful to be wrong To unknown to be right But when Oh when Will I have color in my life?
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 1:38 AM UTC
Black and White
An old man once said, "Being in love is like the color TV, once you have it you never want to go back to Black and White" This sounds too beautiful to be wrong But too foreign to me to be right So here I sit, Remote in hand Studying each channel I see Looking for a hint of color Does it happen all at once? Or seep in through the corners? Or a scene at a time? Sometimes I think I see some color Coming into the frame But as soon as I think it It’s gone before my eyes Just a trick of the light Back to that old black and white Is that a new costar? To colorize my life? As soon as I see him He’s gone And I’m back to black and white It’s too beautiful to be wrong To unknown to be right But when Oh when Will I have color in my life?
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 1:38 AM UTC
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