darn catchy and cute
lyrics below
I went to see the doctor
I had come down with the blues
She said that I can’t cure you but heres something you can do, take out a piece of paper and go sit down for a while and a draw a pretty picture of something that makes you smile
I know what makes me happy i didn’t have to think for long but when i tried to draw it, it always came out wrong
i had a box of 12, 48 and 64 but no where could i find that one shade i was looking for
I guess i had realized it should have come as no surprise, crayola doesn’t make a color for your eyes
There is no way that i could possibly describe you
crayola doesn’t make a color to draw my love
At first i thought of green-blue but than i saw blue-green and than again in bright light than it got aquamarine i think at night their darker i looked again for you saw grey and black and when I’m walking at the midnight blue but hues are the deepest skies would be a compromise
crayola doesn’t make a color for your eyes
There is no way that i could possibly describe you
crayola doesn’t make a color to draw my love
spring-green, spring-green is much to yellow
sea-green is far too pale
cornflower is way to mellow
so i’ll try again and fail
there’s no way i can capture the way you make me feel one look from you is rapture whether blue or green or teal no color qualifies that crayon’s telling lies
crayola doesn’t make a color
hey look it’s periwinkle so sure i got it now
But you wink and there’s a twinkle in your eye and still somehow I just can’t get that sparkle those glitter crayons won’Maybe Glow-In-The-Dark’ll get it right aw, no they don’t
Mr. Crayola tries, but I’m left to fantasize
Crayola doesn’t make a color
For your eyes something darker let’s see what I can find melted mahogany and got the depth not the shine just about gave up and then I peeled the paper off a little end of Really thought it coulda been ahh, not even Burnt Sienna!
Your passport says they’re brown, but I’m gonna keep lookin’ round
crayola doesn’t make a color for your eyes
There is no way that i could possibly describe you
crayola doesn’t make a color to draw my love
crayola doesnt make a
crayola doesn’t make a color for your eyes
There is no way that i could possibly describe you
crayola doesn’t make a color to draw my love
no color to draw my love
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