Gingeria

I ask for coffee, but you give me tea, I talk to you, but it isn't me You can't believe we're sitting under a peach tree I pluck some fruit and have some fun, I juggle them in the Ginger Sun As you mistake them for the hours to come The clean evolves amid the dirt And peace grows out of mental hurt, There are several things that no one can avert Please, take some apricots and come Try to juggle them, just for fun, Imagine every one of them is a Ginger Sun You have your colors till you get blind And seek for more if you want to find Another world, another sky Another truth, another lie Take them all and make a picture of your life Fly to where the wind comes from, Run to where the sun will come, Find the color of your day Before it's gone My world is ginger, yours is blue, My skies are deep, yours might be too, This universe has place enough For me and you You look at me, but I'm not here, I talk to you, but you don't hear, We're beautiful, yet both belied by false compare I might be definitely wrong, Yet I prefer to sing a song While you mistake me for your Blackhole Sun You have your colors to dye your life You have your colors to dye your life Fly to where the wind comes from, Run to where the sun will come, Find your color of the year Before it's gone (Before it's gone) My world is ginger, yours is green, My skies are cloudy, yours are clean, This universe has place enough For everything (For everything) Fly to where the wind comes from, Run to where the sun will come, Find the colors of your life Before it's gone (Before it's gone) My world is ginger, yours is white, We're different, but never mind We have our colors till the moment We get blind (We get blind) We have our colors We have our colors We have our different colors Till the moment Till the moment We get blind