So she took you and let you smell hernSo she took you and showed you dangernSo she let you take her hand andnClimb up her little fingernnSo she took your seed and grew a boynnNothing is blacknAnd nothing is whitenThere's just different shades of greynWhat's lovely can lienAnd what's true can dienYou know you have to let her fadennSo she loved your art and devotionnAnd she fed your mother with cakenAnd she loved you for loving her footprintsnThat's why she loved you for loving her footprintsnnAnd she loved to leave you when life was at stakennNothing is blacknAnd nothing is whitenThere's just different shades of greynWhat's lovely can lienAnd what's true can dienYou know you have to let her fadennLike a priest she gave you her blessingnFor not supporting the secrets she keptnBeneath her shirt and the layers of loversnShe'd stand up tall and not ask for the coversnJust the perfect timing and reason to keep you around...nnNothing is blacknAnd nothing is whitenThere's just different shades of greynWhat's lovely can lienAnd what's true can dienYou know you have to let her fade, fade, fade, fadennFade away