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I opened my eyes and I saw the sun doing likewise cursing my yesterday's head I slowly got out of my bed For everyday seems the same And I've got no one to blame I'm not blind but I can't see Is there a wall in front of me And will I take my dreams to the paradise's apple tree Maybe that could come true Like a picture that I drew That I drew For everyday seems the same And I've got myself to blame I'm not blind but I can't see Is there a road in front of me And will I take my dreams to a place where they can be free Or maybe a storm is at brew Dark as the picture that I drew That I drew Red , Green , Yellow and Blue Colors are mixing without a clue Some say it's all in my head Others say the picture , the picture is dead From Letras Mania