Are we really color blind
An answer we'll never find
Each day is ruled by a different mood
Black and white, for bad and good
Colors, chemistry, unison
Life is like a microphone
Whatever you scream, that's what will come
Without protection it's all gone
Zebra skin-breath out and in
Windmills dressed in zebra skin
An answer we'll never find
Each day is ruled by a different mood
Black and white, for bad and good
Colors, chemistry, unison
Life is like a microphone
Whatever you scream, that's what will come
Without protection it's all gone
Zebra skin-breath out and in
Windmills dressed in zebra skin