WHEN PINK IS JUST A COLOR AGAIN

Seems like the whole town's here,
Friends and ribbons fill the park,
She knows she's not alone,
it makes her smile,
and it breaks her heart,
Her daughter is holding her hand,
a balloon tied on her wrist,
She says, \"Mommy, everyone's dressed in pink,
look how pretty it is.\"
And It reminds her, of comin' here,
When she was, just a little girl,
Holding her own mother's hand,
It was an innocent world,

When pink was just a color
and ribbons tied back hair,
Every race was just for fun a
nd she ran without a care,
Today is one step closer,
to being like back then,
When pink, is just a color again.

Now her daughter's on grandpa's shoulders,
waving above the crowd,
She steps up to the starting line,
and takes a, long look around,
She sees posters held up high,
white candles being lit,
For mothers and daughters, sisters and wives,
That are being missed,
But her mother, is still with her,
As a, picture on her shirt,
And she wipes away, bitter sweet tears,
As she, runs in memory of her,

And of when pink is just a color and
Ribbons tied back hair,
Every race was just for fun
and she ran without a care
Today,is one step closer,
To being like back then,
When pink is just a colour again...

When pink is just a color
and ribbons tie back hair,
Every race is just for fun,
and we run without a care,
Today, is one step closer,

To being like back then,
Every step is one step further,
In this, race we're gunna win,

When pink is just a color again..
When pink is just a color again...