Bittersweet

Bittersweet and colorful
My hear extends to you

I'm holding onto what I knew
You there at the door (the door, the door)

I'm holding onto what I knew (and colorful)
You there at the door

Bittersweet and colorful (and colorful)
You there at the door (the door, the door)

You there at the door (I'm holding onto what I knew)
You there at the door (My heart extends to you)

"I could hear the strings as they slowly formed into a crescendo, and so did the crowd."