The sun has risen purple;
The clouds are shining pink;
And yet my eyes can\'t see but grey.
I am lost. I am lost.
Everybody\'s smiling;
All the hearts are light;
But mine is cold as stone.
I am lost. I am lost.
Flowers sit on every stool;
Fragrancing the air;
Each bloom is smelt by all but me.
I am lost. I am lost.