I Used to Be Color Blind

Strange

How a dreary world can suddenly change

To a world as bright as the evening star

Queer

What a difference when your vision is clear

And you see things as they really are

But I met you and now I find

There's green in the grass

There's gold in the moon

There's blue in the skies

That semi-circle that was always hanging about

Is not a storm cloud, it's a rainbow

And you brought the colors out

Believe me it's really true

Till I met you I never knew

A setting sun could paint such beautiful skies