Colors - Edie Brickell & New Bohemians

A black haired beauty with an overbite

And blue underwear in a red velvet chair

With white fuzzy slippers

A green beaded bracelet with a silver bell

And a purple tattoo of an angel and a devil

On his shoulder

Hazed eyes and a razor wit

And his golden voice makes the birds come sit by the window

And listen

Here it is

The greens are greener

And the blues are bluer

The reds are better

And the lights are brighter

In his arms

He’s got an old brown hat with a little yellow leather

And suede jade boots as we walk together

Slowly down the road

Dark thoughts rise and dark thoughts fall

Kickin' and skippin' a chalk rock as we go

Here it is

The greens are greener

And the blues are bluer

The reds are better

And the lights are brighter

In his arms

He takes my hand and the neon band

Of the sunset cloud above us

Starts to shine orange gold

Darkness comes and darkness goes

We step over gasoline rainbows

Here it is

The greens are greener (green is my color)

And the blues are bluer (blue is my color)

The reds are better (red is his)

And the lights are brighter

In his arms