Painting
The precious things
I keep inside
There I always make a new drawing
A canvas of life
That I share with you
Of fifty shades of red and blue and yellow
I keep inside
There I always make a new drawing
A canvas of life
That I share with you
Of fifty shades of red and blue and yellow
I cherish every day
Give it a place in my heart
Give it a place in my heart
You choose the colors
I the brush
Together we sketch the lines of our image
A painting
Of you and me
And every chapter colors are added
I the brush
Together we sketch the lines of our image
A painting
Of you and me
And every chapter colors are added
Sometimes I make everything dark
Sometimes it gets too much
Then you paint all the corners white again
Let me take a step back
Even though I’m still so deep
You hold me and give me perspective
Sometimes it gets too much
Then you paint all the corners white again
Let me take a step back
Even though I’m still so deep
You hold me and give me perspective
So I cherish every day
You choose the colors
I the brush
Together we sketch the lines of our image
A painting
Of you and me
And every chapter colors are added
From every laugh
To every tear
The memory of us always remains
I the brush
Together we sketch the lines of our image
A painting
Of you and me
And every chapter colors are added
From every laugh
To every tear
The memory of us always remains
Without you
Without you
I get completely lost
Without you
Without you
Yes without you everything turns gray
Without you
I get completely lost
Without you
Without you
Yes without you everything turns gray
You choose the colors
I the brush
Together we sketch the lines of our image
A painting
Of you and me
And every chapter colors are added
From every laugh
To every tear
The memory of us always remains
Someday it will be finished
But until the end
You are the colors of my painting
I the brush
Together we sketch the lines of our image
A painting
Of you and me
And every chapter colors are added
From every laugh
To every tear
The memory of us always remains
Someday it will be finished
But until the end
You are the colors of my painting