You sit there looking at the sunrise
She thinks that her soul is painted, gray or black or white
Sitting at that table set for one
But you're living in a house of shadows
Everything has always been there
Nothing goes away that won't come back
She thinks that her soul is painted, gray or black or white
She sleeps under a rainbow, she won't dream in color
Pulling at the shutters on the windows
Sleeping under a rainbow, she could dream in color
She sleeps under a rainbow, she won't dream in color
Picking at the lock on the front door
She sleeps under a rainbow, she won't dream in color
You're praying and you're saying
Sleeping under a rainbow, she could dream in color
Even though you're lonely you think it's you
You're waiting for the guest that never comes
Wondering why it turns you off
(I know it's hard to see, when the one you free is you)
And you're blowing down the stack
Sleeping under a rainbow, she could dream in color
Sleep walking, high talking
Not knowing if the day has come or gone
You're living in a house of cards
Dream in color tonight
Glass mirror, look in
Dream in color tonight
(That you do believe, but I don't believe that's true)
She thinks that her soul is painted, gray or black or white
(But the colors aren't real and the things you feel don't last)
When it never turns you on
