Not one way or another

But also in the middle

Not just plain old black and white

But there are shades of gray

Just because he's not a Christian

Doesn't mean he is a criminal

We've got moral, average, and desperate

More and more with every syllable

The girl who is not beautiful

Is not exactly ugly

She can be just regular

Or maybe even pretty

If someone you know's not happy

And they're not angry or sad

Maybe they are moody

Maybe today has just been bad

And when someone isn't normal

They don't have to be labeled weird

They can be different or interesting

Or even uniquely rare

All my life I have gone thinking

That it was this way or that way

But now I'm realizing

There's not only black and white

But there are also shades of gray