I wish it weren’t so
But there’s something you should know
We should stop before we go
This should stop before it grows
If your blood’s not red to me
Then I won't see you bleed, and
I won’t know what you need
I’m scared I won’t know what you need

There are things I do not see
Things right in front of me
Signs and symbols I can’t read
Kaleidoscopes confusing me
It’s only black and white I know
In monochrome; my soul
Don’t know what your signals show
But I know how this story goes

I think I’m colour-blind
I just can’t see the signs
Can’t read between the lines

I’m sorry for my staring eyes
As they fail to recognise
I wonder what I’m missing here
Because these clues aren’t coming clear
If I don’t see the deepest blue
How will I sound the depths of you?
Scared that I won’t comfort you
I’m scared that I won’t comfort you

I think I’m colour-blind…

My eyes can’t choose the red from green
My tongue tastes bitter same as sweet
My hand feels rough the same as smooth
My heart can’t tell the false from true
You say you see red, white and blue
But I’m missing every cue

I think I’m colour-blind…