pissthirstysub -> RE: Your Favorite Songs! (Post them Lyrics!) (8/16/2008 3:56:28 PM)
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Crayola Doesn't Make a Color For Your Eyes by Uncle Earl. I went to see the doctor. I’d come down with the blues. She said “No, I can’t cure you, but I know something you can do. Take out a piece of paper, and sit down for a while, and draw a pretty picture of something that makes you smile.” Well, I know what makes me happy. Didn’t have to think for long. But when I tried to draw it, it always came out wrong. I had a box of 12, 48 and 64, but nowhere could I find that one shade I was looking for. I guess I realized shoulda come as no surprise Crayola doesn’t make a color for your eyes. There is no way that I could possibly describe you. Crayola doesn’t make a color to draw my love. At first I thought of Green Blue, but then I saw Blue Green. And then sometimes in bright light, they look Aquamarine. I think at night they’re darker. I looked again for you. Saw Grey and Black and went out walkin’ after Midnight Blue But the hues of the deepest skies would be a compromise... Chorus Spring Green is much too yellow, Sea Green is far too pale. Cornflower’s way too mellow, so I’ll try again and fail. There’s no way I can capture the way you make me feel. One look from you is rapture, whether Blue or Green or Teal. No color qualifies. That crayon’s telling lies... Crayola doesn’t make a color… Hey look, it’s Periwinkle. So sure I got it now. But you wink and there’s a twinkle in your eye and still, somehow, I just can’t get that sparkle. Those glitter crayons won’t. Maybe Glow-In-The-Dark’ll get it right. Aw, no they don’t. Mr. Crayola tries, but I’m left to fantasize... Crayola doesn’t make a color... For your eyes, something darker let’s see what I can find. Melted mahogany and got the depth not the shine. Just about gave up and then I peeled the paper off a little end of… Really thought it coulda been… ahh, not even Burnt Sienna! Your passport says they’re brown, but I’m gonna keep lookin’ round… Raw umber? Sepia? Which one is best for eyes of brown? Your lashes can't conceal dark eyes so warm, so deep they drown All my sorrows, pain and heartache;All my sadness is washed away. Outside the lines, that color shines and makes a brand new day. (A stick of) brown wax can't emphasize the way your eyes (just) hypnotize Not thinking of anyone in particular, although I do like the sentiment.
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