Black And Whites

So many choices in my life these daysSo much confusion, so many shades of grayThat sometimes I don't knowMy left from my rightBut I've got these old black and whitesWell, I'm every color that you can paintA father, a lover, a mother, a sinner and a saintFrom Sunday morning, to Saturday nightI've got these old black and whitesUnder the spotlight or all alone at midnightI know I'm right where I belongIt always unwinds me, it finds me then reminds meThat life is as simple as a songLovers, they come and surely they goThey fly you so high, say hello, say goodbyeAnd they leave you lowBut that's all right here in these songs that I writeRight here on these old black and whitesSo roll over BeethovenCause ol' Phil could use some roomI may be out of time and may be out of tuneBut you know how it feels to pour out your lifeRight here on these old black and whitesLivin life in black and white