There is no official
language to describe a song
You cannot measure, you cannot touch,
you can not frame
Call it wicked, lovely, boring,
decent, nice or strong
There's no song
that makes every human feel the same
When I close my eye s I can't
see music
Depression, Northwood,
or hope in a yellow sky
Oh, if I didn't hear, I would be colorblind
I would be colorblind
If I didn't hear, I would be colorblind
If I didn't hear, I would be colorblind
If I didn't hear, I would be colorblind
If I didn't hear it,
I would be colorblind
If I didn't hear it,
I would be colorblind
If there's no science that can tell
what's self is good for you
Like favorite colors are purely arbitrary
You can be mature like dark purple
or just feeling blue
I believe that what we feel can be seen
When I close my eyes I
can see music
Depression, dogwood,
our hope in a yellow sky
If I didn't heal, I would be colorblind
I would be colorblind
If heal, I would be colorblind
If I didn't heal, I would be colorblind
If I didn't heal, I would be colorblind
If I didn't heal
I would be colorblind,
I would be colorblind, I didn't hear you
I would be colorblind, I didn't hear you
I would be colorblind, I didn't feel you
I would be colorblind
If I didn't hear it,
I wouldn't be myself
No, I would be, I would be color blind
If I didn't hear it, I would be color blind
If I didn't hear it, I would be color blind
If I didn't hear, I would be colorblind
If didn't hear, if I didn't hear
I would be colorblind
If hear, I would be colorblind
If I didn't hear, I would be colorblind
If I didn't hear, I would be colorblind
If I didn't hear, I would be colorblind