For all the colors who have suffered indignations
I offer a prayer of love that’s true

For all the hues of light who brave the inquisitions,
a bittersweet song of fortitude

From all the time that I have spent in contemplation
one reoccurring thought rings true
That to you, to you, you

I owe a debt of gratitude
for being the hope and sum of you

And to all my friends
I see the whole born again within
I give it all up to you
And to all my friends
In you the whole world’s born again
I’m givin’ it all up to you

When I look back behind the pain and deprivation,
starvation of love can seem so crewel

But from the shadow of our dark and lonely places
A shimmer of love retains the truth

That from where inside of me I find this consolation
I offer a prayer I hold as true

And to you, to you
I pledge undying gratitude
The prodigal son returns his due

Chorus

If I could be a prism of your life reflected
Without a smudge of attitude
I would be a victory of the light, perfected
But as it is, I’m black and blu