Painter Songtext
von Lou Christie
Painter Songtext
Painter, put my hurt on paper
Make the colors lonely from gold to gray
Paint her shadow walking away
Paint the end of the world today
And paint me crying on my knees
Paint the trees without no leaves
Green for the ending, red ′cause I'm angry
Gray for depression, losing love was my lesson
Paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Paint me mixed up
Abstract, twist her heart and paint her back
Let the colors run together
Is this my life forever, forever?
Paint me on the back streets of town
She started my world spinning ′round
And paint me crying on my knees
Paint the trees without no leaves
Silver for my tears, blue for the coming years
Yellow for the good times, life has no reason or rhyme
Paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Paint me mixed up
Paint me crying on my knees
Paint the trees without no leaves
White for her gown of lace
Beside her, an empty space
The chapel bells that he rang
From now on, I'll wear a false face
Paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Paint me mixed up
Paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Paint me mixed up
Make the colors lonely from gold to gray
Paint her shadow walking away
Paint the end of the world today
And paint me crying on my knees
Paint the trees without no leaves
Green for the ending, red ′cause I'm angry
Gray for depression, losing love was my lesson
Paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Paint me mixed up
Abstract, twist her heart and paint her back
Let the colors run together
Is this my life forever, forever?
Paint me on the back streets of town
She started my world spinning ′round
And paint me crying on my knees
Paint the trees without no leaves
Silver for my tears, blue for the coming years
Yellow for the good times, life has no reason or rhyme
Paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Paint me mixed up
Paint me crying on my knees
Paint the trees without no leaves
White for her gown of lace
Beside her, an empty space
The chapel bells that he rang
From now on, I'll wear a false face
Paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Paint me mixed up
Paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Come on, come on, paint me
Paint me mixed up
Writer(s): Twyla Herbert, Lou Christie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

