Hopscotch

Lyrics

The color of your mood is not where you'll stay,
For all of life includes more than this day.
Luscious juicy red, cherry, plum and wine,
Crimson will be yours in time.
Ripening like fruit in the summer breeze,
Hidden under emerald leaves.

This gray that lingers on will soon depart,
Softer rosy hues will fill your heart.
Honeysuckle blooms, orange yellow fire,
Hope is flush with new desire.
A dream will wash your mind in lovely mellow light.
Your wishes will be put to flight.