My days are blue my nights are black
the jealousy is green
You look for truth in the broad of day
but it cannot be seen
It does not want to be found
so what it does is hide
What you need to do is take the time
to open your eyes and slow your stride
What is inside is beyond the surface
more then you can see at first glance
Open the book and read beyond the cover
It may take time but take the chance
You think you know but do you really
can you honestly say you do
To know of them but not who they are
can you really say thats true
To find the truth you must search deep reach deep
understand it takes some time
to look on the outside expecting to find the truth
you will never know of mine
