| I walked by colorful sidewalk
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| Children with buckets of pastel chalk
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| And I thought of you, my love
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| I thought of you
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| So I walked until the sun went down
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| I thought that no one else was around
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| Until I saw you, my love
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| Until I saw you
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| My black, white life turns to color
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| But baby, I’m with another
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| When you pull out your suitcase of finger paints
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| My cheeks burn red from your kisses
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| My blue heart shivers and misses
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| Your brushstrokes, a masterpiece made in the rain
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| Made to was away
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| You build castles in the clouds, when the sky was clear and blue
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| No one else sees cloud castles 'cept for me and you
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| And the grayness tuns to glitter, with a laugh and a wink
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| All the buildings are outlined in orange, and gold and pink
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| My black, white life turns to color
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| But baby I’m with another
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| So put away your suitcase of finger paints
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| My cheeks burn red from your kisses my blue heart shivers and misses
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| Your brushstrokes, a masterpiece made in the rain
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| Made to wash away
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| Made to wash away |