That’s what colors are for: so we can see the differences, and care about them.

The first star I see, may not be a star.
And the time, such clumsy time, deciding if it’s time..
You can lose yourself in your courage.

Please come here.. come right on over..
when we collide we’ll see what gets left over
… There is no line that you can’t step right over
Turn a new page, tear the old one out;
I’ll try to see things your way
and I’m gonna love you anyway.