Over and over I look at my life as I see my reflection I see that my eyes are tired and I’m starting to fade
I know that I’m here but I feel like a sketch of an old finger painting that’s been left at a busy bus stop and nobody knows I’m here
Will you find me and take me up into your arms and give me something more then this painted heart and give a reason to walk right out from this page


Chorus
But I wanna see the sky so blue
I wanna take on something new
Oh erase what I have pull me a part and give me something more then this painted heart


Love takes a while and I’ve given it time and now all I can do is just kindly decline
And send them on their way
Maybe I’m wrong but it helps with the pain of another one leaving my heart in a strain
Oh these walls that I have are securely in place

Chorus

Take all the lines and define all the parts of a brush that is taking my life through its art and all I can do is just wait till it’s finally done
You see we are the art in our life is the hands, as we walk through the pages it unravels the path that we are going and no one can make that change.

Chorus and some OOOhhhss