Black and White

                      I chase my dreams,
                  like a dog chases a cat,
          ...but sometimes gets along with out noticing

                      they're different.

            As I cross the Broadway streets and see...

              there is no way  <---------
                              to turn, I look    --------->
                                            at the city lights,

              as everything turns black and white,
                    like a old time movie,
                          I turn into,     
                                    the shadow walking,
                                                    across a bridge.

                  On a night I am painted,
                      and then it rains,
                      and the colors mix.
                            .@.@.@.
              Together, they turn black and white.

                    As I look at the sky,           
                    and reach up my hands,      ¤ 
                pretending I could catch a star,
                    knowing it's too far,
                      I get depressed,
                        and pull out
                  a cigarette, the thoughts
                      in my mind fret
                                but I wont forget
                    the colors in my mind
                                    of black and white.

                      I stand at my
                  husband's funeral with
                    solemn black lace
                      covering my face
                    and remember the
                        white lace
                  that covered my face
                    on our wedding day.

              The colors mix and turn into gray,

                then
                            fade
                                          away,

                  then come back again.

              Like the waves of the ocean,
              where we shared our first kiss
              as the clouds drifted away...
                  laying on the sand,
                    as he held me,
                    that will be my
                  most cherished memory,
                but now that he is gone,
                    all the colors
                seemed to have faded away...

                    and now all I see,
                  is the black and white,
                        everyday.