The show is over - close the storybook
will be no encore.
And all the random hands that I have shook
well, they're reaching for the door.
I watch the backs as they leave single-file
you stood stubborn, cheering all the while.

I know I can be colorful
I know I can be grey
I know this loser's living fortunate
cause I know you will love me either way.

Most were being good for goodness sake
but you wouldn't pantomime.
You are more beautiful when you awake
than most are in a lifetime.
Through the haze that is my memory
you stayed for drama though you paid for a comedy.

I know I can be colorful
I know I can be grey
and i know this loser's living fortunate
and i know you will love me either way.

Look ahead as far as you can see
we live in drama but we die in a comedy

I know I can be colorful (when you live in black and white)
I know I can be grey (my colors fade away)
I know this loser's living fortunate
cause I know you will love me either way.