White, from Little Songs Colors 1

Let it go like the pouring rain
Don’t know how they could be so mean
You would never treat them the same
Maybe it is so you can learn something

One door closes
Another one opens
Just when you thought it was over
One story ends
Another begins
On a page of white
White

It doesn’t mean it won’t be hard
But I will always be here too
Round the corner is where you start
Something wonderful waiting for you

One door closes
Another one opens
Just when you thought it was over
One story ends
Another begins
On a page of white
White

©️2006 Vicki McCrone