Stoned
I say we stand underneath
Heaven's sapphire canopy
You say the sky is blue
We don't see the same way
One of us is colourblind
And I don't know which
I say we walk through unwalled rooms
On an emerald carpet
You say the grass is green
We don't see the same way
One of us is colourblind
And I don't know which one
Could it be I'm stoned on what I see
Could it be you're not
Stoned
I say the colour of love is
Blood squeezed from a ruby
But you say it's clear
You say that it's clear

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