[Intro] Hold up… Who messed with the saturation? Oh. That was me. [Verse 1] Love colored lenses? Nah, custom prescription. Little bit of wonder with a high-definition vision. Sidewalk’s a runway, puddles look expensive, Sunlight through the window got me feeling introspective. Old man feeding pigeons like he’s hosting a convention, Kid draws a spaceship with impossible dimensions. Lady at the bus stop laughing at her own reflection, Whole city’s improvising while I opt to pay attention. [Pre-Chorus] Change the angle… Make it new… Same old planet, different view. [Chorus] I got love colored lenses, everything refracts, Little ordinary moments turning gold between the cracks. I don’t need a perfect picture, I don’t need a grand design, Just a little shift in focus, And the ordinary shines. (Oh-oh, la-la) [Verse 2] Coffee shop philosopher, foam art connoisseur, Watching kindness in the wild, Cause it’s something rare and pure. Saw a stranger hold a doorway, nothing cinematic, Still my brain gave it a soundtrack, full orchestral, automatic. Someone missed their train and found a friend beside the station, Funny how a tiny detour changes someone’s destination. I collect these little moments, not for points or recognition, Got a pocket full of color and a curious disposition. [Break] You say I’m seeing things? Well… Isn’t that the point? [Bridge] I know the world has shadows, I can see them just as clear, But light reveals the colors that triumph over fear. I see the beauty in the broken, find the wonder in the strange, Love’s a thousand different colors, no two hearts look the same. [Final Chorus] I got love colored lenses, everything refracts, Little ordinary moments turning gold between the cracks. I don’t need a perfect picture, I don’t need a grand design, Just a little shift in focus, And the ordinary shines. (Oh-oh, la-la) [Outro] Hold up… Are these prescription? Nah. They’re perspective.
