When God paints Sometimes I take for granted the simple things But there's always a bigger picture I can't explain I can be his biggest critic when it starts to rain When God paints, birds sing He colors every feather on a sparrow's wings When God

I know too well that I'm just wasting precious time In thinking such a thing could be That you could ever care for me I'm sure you hate to hear That I adore you, dear But grant me Just the same I'm not entirely to blame

You say I'm crazy 'Cause you don't think I know what you've done But when you call me baby I know I'm not the only one You and me we made a vow For better or for worse I can't believe you let me down But the proof is in the way it hurts For months on end

Its not that I take life for granted Its only that the good wont make it Innocence dies while Villainy Thrives Retribution calls If only I could afflict you Hurt you in the same way that you hurt I just want to exact reprisal The only way I depict you Is

I know too well that I'm just wasting precious time In thinking such a thing could be That you could ever care for me I'm sure you hate to hear That I adore you, dear But grant me Just the same I'm not entirely to blame

And we wait, wait, wait for the end to change And we take, take, take it for granted that we’ll be the same But we're making all the same mistakes Think that we got more time When we’re falling behind Gotta make up our minds Or else we'll play, play,