Black page, I was stretched out as a canvas Pencil, black and white was how I saw it But the marks I made don't match with the image I visioned And the plans I saw, I thought, would be lost altogether Maybe my vision is finite, and there is more, and there is more And maybe what's missing was your sight, and I want more, and I want more So colour my palette in your eyes, I want it all, I want it all Yeah, I want your colour in my life, I want it all, I want it all Yeah, artist, you imagine something better You see, a collider's hope for colour So combine the paints, make your marks and restart my picture Can you paint outside the lines into shapes undiscovered? Maybe my vision is finite, and there is more, and there is more And maybe what's missing is your sight, and I want more, and I want more So colour my palette in your eyes, I want it all, I want it all Yeah, I want your colour in my life, I want it all, I want it all Maybe one day I'll get to see what you designed Until that day I'll love the place between the lines Maybe my vision is finite, and there is more, and there is more And maybe what's missing was your sight, and I want more, and I want more So colour my palette in your eyes, I want it all, I want it all Yeah, I want your colour in my life, I want it all, I want it all Maybe my vision is finite, and there is more, and there is more And maybe what's missing was your sight, and I want more, and I want more So colour my palette in your eyes, I want it all, I want it all Yeah, I want your colour in my life, I want it all, I want it all