Song text : A box of crayons

[Atrax51]

I am in no need of feedbacks. Its more of a "i have a melody and these lyrics fit my melody type of thing"

 

A box of crayons

A box of crayons spilling out i feel the same.
Some days are blue and it is hard to spell my name.
Sometimes its yellow and the sun is out.
Im feeling fine and i have no doubt.

I keep getting flashes of colors here.
Sometimes the world is not so clear.
Like a box of crayons i see the world.
In all the colors it is twirled.

The color green it makes me warm. thinking of the trees in all its forms.
Red is the color that i like best.
Because its love and it beats the rest.

I keep getting flashes of colors here.
Sometimes the world is not so clear.
Like a box of crayons i see the world.
In all the colors it is twirled.

I dont like black cause it is dark.
It gives me chills, it doesnt have a spark.
My life is like a mix of all, these colors here
They paint my soul.
I see them everywhere i go
Sometimes they'r dull
Sometimes they glow

I keep getting flashes of colors here.
Sometimes the world is not so clear.
Like a box of crayons i see the world.
In all the colors it is twirled.

 

If you have any questions please contact me.

Atrax51@hotmail.com 

Best regards from Robin H.

[HomerJSimpsson]

Not good idear to do my type of rhyming, because it sucks ... you can do better.