So many colors
In my head
I always talk softly
When I speak to my friend
And his ???
It's so long
The air is so bright
It's almost too strong
And it'S so nice
When there's something that you like
All of a sudden
He's talking back
His voice is unsure
But it's never flat
And it's the spinning
It's so loud
I'm not a coward
I'm just scared to shout
And it's so nice
When there's something that you like