Hues Misfit

With the crimson spreading the rays of hope
The heart sings out a song
The song, the song, the old forgotten song
The one that has been forgotten back long
For she can't sing and he can't listen
Oh! what a fine pair of misfits

Then the ocher shines
And the world smiles along
But the eclipse formed stops it all
Togetherness's never formed
For he can't see and she can't show
Oh! what a fine pair of misfits

The orange again fills in the voids
The life leads the life of its choice
The ink spills and stories flow
Of persons we love and birds of flight
For he can't read and she can't but write
Oh! what a fine pair of misfits

Now the violets bloom
And merges with the ambiance around
While the dream scape lovingly awaits
And the soul blissfully sighs
For she can't sleep and he can't stop singing lullabies
Oh! what a fine pair of misfits

And then amidst the blue sheets
Far off from the shelter and street
The love making reaches its epitome
But right then breaks the last string
For he can't feel a thing and she can't help falling
Oh! what a fine pair of misfits.