Blindfold

None of the colours, seem to speak the truth
None of the colours, could give me just one clue
None of the colours, could paint a perfect tune

Could i say sorry?

Through shades of words i sing
Could you forgive me? and all the fears i bring...

Look at this closely, past of all that you can see,
tell me there's a place, always a space for me.

Cry, if you have to, but make it sure that the tears will wash away all the bitterness...