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Colors of the Heart 1 by Meisha

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Colors of the Heart 1 by Meisha - 80S Synthpop,Female Vocals music cover art

Colors of the Heart 1

80S Synthpop,Female Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
Seventh Avenue at midnight, your laugh cut open neon lines,
You kicked a paper cup and splashed the crosswalk with rain and signs.
You handed me a postcard folded, the corner stamped in red,
Said, "If we get lost, we'll color maps with every word we've said."
[Pre-Chorus]
A single streetlight flickers — hold, there’s a swell, we climb.
[Chorus]
Colors of the heart — burning like a light that finds me where you are.
Indigo and copper, holding all the maps and all the scars.
One small spark, bright enough to paint the dark.
[Verse 2]
On the subway, vinyl seats, you hummed a riff from some old show,
Your spilled coffee stained the crook of my wrist like a studio.
We traded little trophies — ticket stubs and a silver key,
You said, "Promise me this much: paint me honest, paint me free."
[Pre-Chorus]
A cigarette burns down — breathe, there’s a rise, we fly.
[Chorus]
Colors of the heart — burning like a light that finds me where you are.
Indigo and copper, holding all the maps and all the scars.
One small spark, bright enough to paint the dark.
[Bridge]
I nearly boxed my feelings, left them on the mantelpiece,
Suitcase by the doorway, half the room a quiet cease.
But copper in your voice pulled me back from slamming doors,
You said, "Risk the color—risk the loss—and we’ll be more."
Now indigo turns luminous, the night rewrites our names,
We trade the safe gray futures for a palette that remains.
[Chorus — Full]
Colors of the heart — burning like a light that finds me where you are.
Indigo and copper, holding all the maps and all the scars.
One small spark, bright enough to paint the dark. (oh-oh)
[Outro]
So fold the postcard, press it—let the edges soften, start,
We’ll wear these hues like letters sewn into the jacket of our hearts.
Colors of the heart — (ad-lib: burn, burn, burn) bright and true,
Forever like the streetlight where I first found you. (ad-lib: I found you)