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.