All the shades are of blue and gray
They multiply each
Day begins with another cry chills
Everyday skys are gray
Little holes of blue show
And reflect in the window's of gray
Suffocating my path to breathe
My dignity they
Are the things that I feel betrayed by still
And the tall green colour trees
Feel strong pain from
Flat gray colour rock on the top
Of their roots
So I must give to these their peace
And to myself
Warmth I seek I know it
From my past
When the orange winds blow for me
Warm inside I'll be
Different colours shine so bright
See the orange winds blow for me
Blossoming so lovely
Beautiful the highest one of all
Now it's gone and I need a new
Breeze to come along
As I woke it was cold inside my head
I feel the tension build up in me
I must find a new
Friend in need that will help me breathe
A lot more deeper
As I walk down the road there's a house
I sense its need
To be warm, to be wanted and to be free
Something new, something blue,
Something old and used
On the way to another fire my eyes are
So I must give to this its peace
And to myself
Warmth I seek I know it
From my past
When the orange winds blow for me
Warm inside I'll be
Different colours shine so bright
See the organe winds blow for me
Blossoming so lovely
Beautiful the highest one of all