It hangs on a wall, museum hall As it calls to passers by A picture so bright, seen without light And nobody wonders why A tired old man stares at the wall Said, "The color's blindin' me" How can he see anything at all Since he's got no eyes to see It's not too faded I still see that color comin' through It's not too jaded The more you look, the more you see Years ticked away, colors turned gray But the man's still standin' there Once asked him why, he said, "'Cause I Am the last one here who cares" Told me, "The mind will show you more If you'll only set it free" He closed the doors I closed my eyes That's when I began to see It's not too faded I still see that color comin' through It's not too jaded The more you look the more you see It's not too faded I still see that color comin' through It's not too jaded The more you look the more you see It's not too faded I still see that color comin' through It's not too jaded The more you look the more you see It's not too faded I still see that color comin' through It's not too jaded The more you look the more you see It's not too faded It's not too faded The more you look the more you see © ANAESTHETIC PUBLISHING; DEFAULT PRODUCTIONS; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com