You can't be their silver girl
Standing on top their prize
You can't live in their story world
Where everything's washed out white
You can't say their simple words
With nothing inside your head
You can't be their perfect pearl
You're pink, yellow, and red
Blue, bluer than the sky
Warmer than summer
Colder than the rain
Louder than thunder
Higher than the clouds
Strong as a mother
They can't bottle up
All of your color
They can't hold you by the wrist
You're dancing in the light
They can't break you into bits
You're bouncing through their eyes
They can't save your wicked soul
You're haunting all their dreams
They can't get you out of their mind
You're orange, purple, and green
Blue, bluer than the sky
Warmer than summer
Colder than the rain
Louder than thunder
Higher than the clouds
Strong as a mother
They can't bottle up
All of your color