| You’ve opened up my careful eyes
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| Woke up from a black and white slumber
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| I notice things I didn’t before
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| I dream with you in living color, in living color, now
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| Fingertips touch a granite heart
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| I open up like a flower
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| Light as the wind that carries me there
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| Unto the land of living color, of living color
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| Time can now pass through the haze
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| Memories form more bright
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| Loving you dulled senses come alive
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| In living color, in living color, now
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| A wet moon shines a prismed light
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| Reflecting a vision of wonder
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| I notice things I didn’t before
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| I see myself in living color
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| Time can now pass through the haze
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| Memories form more bright
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| Loving you dulled senses come alive
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| In living color, in living color, now
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| In living color, in living color, now, now
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| Loving you dulled senses come alive
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| In living color, in living color, now
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| In living color, in living color, now
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| In living color, in living color, now
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| In living color, in living color, now
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| Living color, living color, now
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| In living color, in living color, now, now |