I get to see life through rose-colored glasses a lot of the time.
People have a tendency to see country life through rose-colored glasses.
I guess I kind of lived in a fairytale world... looking at everything through rose-colored glasses. I probably always will, to a certain extent.
Also, when you think about a show that you used to watch as a kid or as a teenager, you look at it through sort of rose colored glasses when you remember it.
When he takes me in his arms, and speaks to me softly, I see the world through rose-colored glasses.
Here's to alcohol, the rose colored glasses of life.
People in the West sometimes have these marvelous visions of India and Tibet. They assume that there are all these sadhus walking around and everybody is breathing enlightenment. Forget it. Don't look at it through rose-colored glasses.
I did grow up watching Buck Rogers and Buck Rogers didn't stop at Mars. In my lifetime, I will be incredibly disappointed if we have not at least reached Mars.
I'm no longer in my 20s, and I think, by default, the rose-colored glasses are off.
I'm not going to wear rose-colored glasses when it comes to Russia, or Mr. Putin.
I'm like a little Pollyanna. I look at the world with rose-colored glasses.
Rose-colored glasses are never made in bifocals. Nobody wants to read the small print in dreams.
La Vie En Rose. It is the French way of saying, 'I am looking at the world through rose-coloured glasses.'
It's hard to take off the rose colored glasses because I like to enjoy my life to the fullest with a light heart and believe everyone is kind.
Cynic: an idealist whose rose-colored glasses have been removed, snapped in two and stomped into the ground, immediately improving his vision
Like fire and rain, (fire and rain) you can dirve me insane But i cant stay mad at you for anything, Were venus and mars, (venus and mars) were like diffrents stars, but your the harmony to every song i sing, And i wouldnt change a thing.