Plenty Coloured Bird

I have colours for my black bird,
I have written all that backwards,
I have confessed my crime.
I have colours for my black bird,
I have yellow and blue, red and green.
It doesn’t matter, if you can’t put it together.
You’re my condom hero, meet me east to west.
I have colours, I have colours.
I have colours that you can’t even see.
It is time to hear the wind blowing.
It is time to hear my heart beating.
It is allmost like I ain’t here.
And all I did was give colours to a black bird
And all I did was give colours to a black bird
I have colours for my plenty coloured bird,
I have written all that forward.
I have comitted no crime.