Too many colors
Too many colors I can't blend
One million different shades
Too many colors
Too many paint-by-number minds
Too many twisted minds

It would be bliss if we were color-free
But I'm asking too much
So if you hear me cry
Just know that I
I want to be touched
I need to be loved
I long to be touched and loved by too too many colors

[Maya Rudolph]
Teena, what would the world be like
If everyone saw with their hearts instead of their eyes?

[Teena Marie:]
Well, I guess it would be like your smile, Maya
Innocent and pure
And a color that I love

I wish every year was the year of the child
So do I
So do I
So do I
Oh, so do I