My sea isn’t blue, i pretend it is the same when i see you, pretend not to Each time, i beat you blue.
But you are there i know because my food gets cooked my rubbish gets cleared my bathroom sparkles. At times when I sit down & nothing occupies my mind, absolutely nothing That’s when I think of you
The road you took you'd be leaving your green because blue doesn't give a choice. You were told at my end it is blue even though you knew it would be grey
Each day you walk bus train bus walk take the stained elevator to my pastel-coloured home to Bone China & crystal cutlery to Cashmere & linen clothes to tanned skin tones & to turquoise tiled toilets all you see is grey
grey is me as i say dyaan se mehnga hai kharab ho jayega toot sakta hai you'd listen do your thing turn grey to green while i whine life is so grey
Now I've learned to speak in soft butterfly tones add aap & please, even sit together & YouTube how to make soup still when its time over non-stick red you swirl I sip it in off silver spoons if you are lucky you get remains in a used tiffin box in laughable white. Each time