Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey Melissa,
In the quiet theater of your sleep, hues explode. Crimson sunsets bleed into violet skies, emerald forests pulse with sapphire rivers. You dance in golden light, your laughter echoing in vibrant tangerine air. Each dream a masterpiece, a kaleidoscope of feeling splashed across the canvas of night.
[Verse 1]
Hey Melissa,
But the waking world unfolds in muted tones. The city streets, a wash of concrete grey. The office walls, a pale and weary beige. Conversations drift in shades of smoke, and the sky, more often than not, hangs heavy with a dull, charcoal cloak.
[Chorus]
Hey Melissa, eyes like a spring storm's might,
Dreaming in color, but living in night.
A vibrant soul trapped in a grayscale scene,
Waiting for the color to finally convene.
[Verse 2]
Hey Melissa,
Your eyes, the color of a spring stormy sky, observe the monochrome passing by. You trace the outlines of buildings, the shapes of faces, searching for a stray brushstroke of brilliance. A flash of a red scarf, the deep blue of a passing car – fleeting moments that whisper of the spectrum your soul knows so well.
[Chorus]
Hey Melissa, eyes like a spring storm's might,
Dreaming in color, but living in night.
A vibrant soul trapped in a grayscale scene,
Waiting for the color to finally convene.
[Outro]
Hey Melissa,
You carry the memory of those nocturnal rainbows within you, a secret palette held close to your heart. It fuels a quiet yearning, a subtle ache for the vibrancy you know is possible. A hope that one day, the grey will soften, allowing the colors of your inner world to finally seep through.