Too many colors Too many colors I can't blend One million different shades Too many colors Too many paint-by-number minds Too many twisted minds It would be bliss if we were color-free But I'm asking too much So if you hear me cry Just know that I I want to be touched I need to be loved I long to be touched and loved by too too many colors [Maya Rudolph] Teena, what would the world be like If everyone saw with their hearts instead of their eyes? [Teena Marie:] Well, I guess it would be like your smile, Maya Innocent and pure And a color that I love I wish every year was the year of the child So do I So do I So do I Oh, so do I