Colours Hibernate

Where do the colours hibernate?

Until the time you don't give it a name.

When do they shift gears, climb to the ground, and pour their hues all over your face?

With red of happiness, and blue of peace,

Being the most evident,

Oh, how did I miss the green!

That brought life to my searching spree.

They're saying

For the better, the winds are changing your sails.

But all I ask is,

All this time, where did these colours hibernate?