Canvas
My heart is a canvas
That tells a thousand stories
Each movement of the brush
Painting my being
You stumble upon it
Falling with a broken wing
I reach out toward you
Begging you to sing
Together we drew up a portrait
Carved out our names
Created a pattern
That signifies strength
Skin to skin I swallow
My eyes close as I whisper hope
I don't want to make a mistake
I want us to perfect every stroke
Oh but we're just children
What do we know
Baby, I just want you to hear this
Because I'm disoriented and slow
Our colors are blending
I can't tell red from blue
I've got myself leaking tears
Curled up in my bed all afternoon
And I just can't stop drinking
While dreaming for more
Tangling up in my blankets
Until my muscles are sore
I envision myself back at the ocean
With the high tide
Running down the sand banks
The sunset setting on the westside
We used to be so bold
Our colors nice and bright
Blindfolded in the twilight
Making love all night
But now it's just an ever going fight
My scars all piled with my broken pride
Globs of gray to display my frame
Like how you never smile on a rainy day
And it's me who always pays.
That tells a thousand stories
Each movement of the brush
Painting my being
You stumble upon it
Falling with a broken wing
I reach out toward you
Begging you to sing
Together we drew up a portrait
Carved out our names
Created a pattern
That signifies strength
Skin to skin I swallow
My eyes close as I whisper hope
I don't want to make a mistake
I want us to perfect every stroke
Oh but we're just children
What do we know
Baby, I just want you to hear this
Because I'm disoriented and slow
Our colors are blending
I can't tell red from blue
I've got myself leaking tears
Curled up in my bed all afternoon
And I just can't stop drinking
While dreaming for more
Tangling up in my blankets
Until my muscles are sore
I envision myself back at the ocean
With the high tide
Running down the sand banks
The sunset setting on the westside
We used to be so bold
Our colors nice and bright
Blindfolded in the twilight
Making love all night
But now it's just an ever going fight
My scars all piled with my broken pride
Globs of gray to display my frame
Like how you never smile on a rainy day
And it's me who always pays.