A Lack of Color, lyric by Death Cab For Cutie

from the songs album Transatlanticism

And when I see you, I really see you upside down
And when I see you, I really see you upside down
But my brain knows better, it picks you up and turns you around
But my brain knows better, it picks you up and turns you around
Turns you around, turns you around
Turns you around, turns you around


If you feel discouraged when there's a lack of color here
If you feel discouraged when there's a lack of color here
Please don't worry lover, it's really bursting at the seams
Please don't worry lover, it's really bursting at the seams
from absorbing everything the spectrum's A to Z.
from absorbing everything the spectrum's A to Z.
(ahh... ahhh...)
(ahh... ahhh...)


This is fact not fiction for the first time in years
This is fact not fiction for the first time in years
All the girls in every girlie magazine can't make me feel any less alone,
All the girls in every girlie magazine can't make me feel any less alone,
I'm reaching for the phone to call at 7:03 and on your machine,
I'm reaching for the phone to call at 7:03 and on your machine,
I slur a plea for you to come home.
I slur a plea for you to come home.
But I know it's too late, and I should have given you a reason to stay
But I know it's too late, and I should have given you a reason to stay
Given you a reason to stay; given you a reason to stay;
Given you a reason to stay; given you a reason to stay;
given you a reason to stay
given you a reason to stay


This is fact not fiction for the first time in years
This is fact not fiction for the first time in years