The You're There

There you are standing in your doorway
Wondering if you should walk out at all
You go back to your mirror
Wondering what everyone else sees, who you long to be
Colour Fades Away
All the streets look tragically the same
Only faces no names
And everything blends as grey
Walk around in your own world
The one you built yourself, blend in with everyone else
Hold the door wide open
To what you have ever seen on TV, read your magazine
Colour Fades Away
All the streets look tragically the same
Only faces no names
And everything blends as grey