Colors

Your red heart makes you beautiful,
Your blue eyes make my skies.
My black heart needs you to be full
I'm not telling you white lies.

Orange horizons tell stories
of green fields far away
where silver knights of glory
and girls like you lay.

My green eyes say that you're too good
but my grey soul can't keep away.
My purple brain says I should
just go to you and say

This world is full of colors and it was yours, alone,
that out of all the others, to me, truly shone.