Blue World

There you go again Pretending that the world is blue And you see red when I explain That I don't share your point of view Well I say open up your eyes For the world is like a rainbow And maybe blue is just the colour Of the world inside of you But that kind of blue world That's not my world I don't want to paint your picture I ain't here to sing your sorrows Ain't got time to be your hero I don't want to be your poet Chorus Everybody feel the same pain Everybody doing time I can't be the one you're needing I can just be who I am Who I am We all want a world With a perfect constitution Believe me, we all want it now Don't want to wait another day And maybe if this world's to change It's going to take a revolution But in the meantime, be my friend And don't turn your head away For your kind of blue world That's not my world I don't want to paint your picture I don't want to write your dreams I ain't here to sing your sorrows Your blue world is not my scene Ain't got time to be your hero You can tell me that's a crime I don't want to be your poet Crying out your ancient rhyme --- Blue World - Paul Brady