The flowers on this bedspread are blue,
I can see green but I know they're blue,
Because my best friend Alicia told me so,
And I believe her,
Because I'm colorblind,
She told me that too.
Just like she told me that I was blind to love,
When I was the only one who couldn't see
that he loved me,
And that I was blinded by love,
When I couldn't see how wrong he was for me,
And how she saved me,
By stealing - no, taking - him away.
Vicki tells me I'm blind to Alicia's faults
But she doesn't understand that,
If you asked me now what the colors are,
I'd tell you blue and not green,
Because it's better to live in their eyes
Than to be alone, and unseen.