If love was something with the colours, I would paint it blue If love was something with the colours, I would paint it blue

I used to see in black and white But now I’m seeing red I used to see in black and white But now I’m seeing red

Where red meets the blue And no one has a clue Where red meets the blue And no one has a clue

Street dogs confronted him in packs, wagging their tails In sheer joy and unbound inn Street dogs confronted him in packs, wagging their tails In sheer joy and un...

The poem talks about making a wish about welcoming a new member. The poem talks about making a wish about welcoming a new member.

The sky is so blue But why I don't have a clue The sky is so blue But why I don't have a clue