Orange

If I look down this road
It's not so old, I know.
Ain't it white like snow,
But somehow painted gold.

And when I'm lost and torn,
a soldier of orange, I.
Like a roll in snow, on
a doctor's show, I.

If I look down this road
It's not so old, I know.
But ain't it white like snow,
but somehow painted gold.

But when I'm lost and torn
I'm a soldier of orange I.
I like a roll in snow
on a doctor's show.

But when I'm lost and torn
I'm a soldier of orange I know
But like a roll in snow on a doctor full time.