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
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.

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 for your eyes

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...
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

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

ritmo, color y sabor    =      rate color and flavor

 

Vicki in Texas