The colors are like that song. When I was just a little child No higher than your knee My mother bought a box of crayons Just for me I picked it up and I opened it up And I looked way down inside, And the colors there reminded me of Jesus when he died OoOh Red is the color of the blood that he shed Brown is for the crown of thorns they placed upon his head Blue is for the royalty in which he did dwell And yellow is for the Christian, who's afraid to tell
