I go through each day the same old way 
And it's all black and white to me 
The same old faces, the same old places 
And nothing different do I see 
But sometimes there's color, I'll turn and there you'll be 
Sometimes there's color, you never really do leave me 
Nothing ever changes, there's no turning pages 
And you feel so far from me 
The same plain things no happiness brings 
And it's really faded me 
But sometimes there's color, you come and rescue me 
Sometimes there's color, you set the rainbow free 
Colors were so few, I longed for something new 
Someone to show some color to me 
Was such a surprise when I looked in your eyes 
And saw color there aplenty 
Now there's always color in everything around me 
There's lots of color, you returned the color to me                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very colourful poem - lovely.