the show is over - close the storybook
will be no encore
and all the random hands that i have shook
well, they're reaching for the door
you stood stubborn, cheering all the while
i know i can be colorful
i know i can be grey
i know this loser's living fortunate
cause i know you will love me either way
most were being good for goodness sake
look ahead as far as you can see
we live in drama but we die in a comedy
i know i can be colorful (when you live in black and white)