In a world of sepia tone
A man walks all alone
Stepping in between the lines that he's traced
He walks with pen and ink
He doesn't have to think
Until his dull, vacant world is erased
He won't recognize
This brand new scene
Until he unlocks all the passion that he dreams
In his mind
He holds a key
To all the colors in his heart he finally sees
In a world of black and white
He reaches deep inside
And finds his heart in the same place where he left it
And with an artists touch
He pulls out a brush
He paints a scene where in his past he had only sketched it
He won't recognize
This brand new scene
Until he unlocks all the passion that he dreams
In his mind
He holds a key
To all the colors in his heart he finally sees
Over the fields of grey
He paints a clear blue day
And as the sun begins to rise, the colors show
He knows it's not a dream
Because he finally sees
The end of a world of sepia tone
Now he'll recognize
This brand new scene
As he unlocks all the passion that he dreams
In his mind
He holds a key
To all the colors in his heart he finally sees
In his hand he holds
The key to every stroke
As he paints himself a brand new road back home