From womb, a dark place
To the world a bright place
It takes me through several stages.
Childhood wrapped in the tangerine
Slowly moving towards the rainbow
And it's all the blues in my youthful prime
The wait and struggle to settle is the red phase
While the amber makes little watchful
Green making me happy go lucky
Then slowing moving to the dusk of the day
And back to the tomb
Life shows all colours
The wait and struggle to settle is the red phase While the amber makes little watchful Green making me happy go lucky Then slowing moving to the dusk of the day
Very true From womb, a dark place To the world a bright place It takes me through several stages.
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