When he sings a lovely song the green notes float like some balloons
And sparkle in the air with hues of gold
His modulated voice is blue to my ears
Like some royal blood men of the envied throne
His voice turns red in moments of romance
That cannot be resisted velvety and kind
His laughter is a lot of silhouettes
Varies in every tone every tune every baritone
My life is a mixture of shades of different hues
A rainbow of bliss and patches of colors