I know a girl named Vivian
She doesn’t like the life she is living in
She says the world is busy turning
While she is left far behind

The sound of laughing strangers would bring the sharpest pain to her
She said the sun made her small and lonely and hide behind her eyes

When I saw her for the very first time, those eyes danced with gleams of light
I turned around when we said our goodbyes- she was tightrope-walking on invisible lines

Every morning, when the sun is dawning, it paints a hue onto your soul-light
Vi, my darling, the colour you’re wearing is just a single shade of you

This hopeless feeling will soon reach its ceiling; your eyes will dance with a new life
The sides of a diamond, the shades of a spectrum, all combine to make you you

I know a girl named Vivian
She said why walk when we can skip there?
Her smile sometimes gives way to sadness
I wonder when she’ll wear it next

Colours Of Vivian

Simon Maxwell-Stewart