All this inside...all this
inside
I’m not yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow...yellow
I’m not yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow
No one was there to hold
me, when I felt this push so strong
Whenever I touched my power, you said I’d got it wrong
I was lonely as an Only, in a family full of ghosts
When a love that was firm and substantial was what I needed most
I have a wish, I have a
choice, I have these fists, I have a voice
I have some anger, and a well of pain
I have a wish, I have a choice, I have these fists, I have a voice
From here on in, things will never be the same
I’m not yellow (yellow,
yellow, yellow, yellow)
There’s a fire in my belly here
Not yellow (yellow, yellow, yellow)
How can I explain it, the
weight of this ball and chain?
The straight jacket squeezing me breathless, this exquisite invisible pain
I look so very ordinary, I look so perfectly fine
If you only knew the secrets devouring my mind
I have a wish, I have a
choice, I have these fists, I have a voice
I have some anger, a heart full of pain
I have a wish, I have a choice, I have these fists, I have a voice
From here on in, things will never be the same
I’m not yellow (yellow,
yellow, yellow, yellow)
There’s a fire in my belly here
Not yellow (yellow, yellow), hear me bellow (all this inside, right here in
the core of me)
I’m on FIRE! (open up the door of me, I’ve got nothing to hide)
FIRE!
Yellow (yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow, yellow)
I have a wish, I have a choice, I have these fists, I have a voice
I have a wish, I have a choice, I have these fists, I have a voice
I have a wish, I have a choice, I have these fists, I have a voice
From here on in, things will never be the same
Words and Music © Monica
Max West