It was painting my heart
Guess the whole world was painting my heart
From the threat of the red sky at dawn
Till sun set it had come and had gone
But the black sky that filled up my soul
With the empty and cold
Now the truth must be told
As the night is unfolding
You are painting my heart
Don't you know you are painting my heart
When you're here then the sun is so bright
And my eyes they are filled up with light
And a life that was shadows and gray
Full of mist and of haze
Now will never be dull
But are filled with the color
Of you
You now are what I need to give
You are the season of spring
And I sing of my reason to live
I am the clay in your hands
Now that you can mold
And I hope that you understand
Love is never old
Guess the whole world was painting my heart
From the threat of the red sky at dawn
Till sun set it had come and had gone
But the black sky that filled up my soul
With the empty and cold
Now the truth must be told
As the night is unfolding
You are painting my heart
Don't you know you are painting my heart
When you're here then the sun is so bright
And my eyes they are filled up with light
And a life that was shadows and gray
Full of mist and of haze
Now will never be dull
But are filled with the color
Of you
You now are what I need to give
You are the season of spring
And I sing of my reason to live
I am the clay in your hands
Now that you can mold
And I hope that you understand
Love is never old
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