Heaven cries crystal tears out of joy And my drenched coat doesn't bother me at all On my way to work the stray kid's just a happy little boy The traffic light turns red, I'm not even a bit annoyed A look in the mirror, I see a beauty I like me better since you're in my life What is up with my eyes... Roses aren 't red... don 't you see they're Pink Blues isn 't blue... no it 's pink The world isn't grey anymore it's pink No, I know, it's me that makes everything so pink My morning mood is surprisingly good Feels like a real-life piece of Hollywood It'd be a great movie, of that I'm sure There is no other way possible no more A look in the mirror, I see a beauty I like me better since you're in my life What is up with my eyes... Roses aren 't red... don 't you see they're Pink Blues isn 't blue... no it 's pink The world isn't grey anymore it's pink No, I know, it's me that makes everything so pink Roses aren 't red... don 't you see they're Pink Blues isn 't blue... no it 's pink The world isn't grey anymore it's pink No, I know, it's me that makes everything so pink No, I know, it's me that makes everything so pink