I think I know,
I think I know...

I think I know your shade that warns me,
There are no red roses without their thorns, see,
And I think your words have already said plenty,
And there are no green shades without some envy,

The feels for you
Fire and ice, day and night
The things you do
Wrong and right, black and white
I'll open a new door, I'm starting over
No guessing games, no faith in color

The feels for you
Fire and ice, day and night
The things you do
Wrong and right, black and white
I'll open a new door, I'm starting over
No guessing games, no faith in color