Shed your light on me Be my eyes when I can’t see Shed your light on me Be my guide so I can see The bigger picture Long before the colors start to bleed I can see the painting come alive Clever like an angel in disguise Moving in and out of reach

You can tell, changed by their faces. There are always signs! I am just still to the puzzle, Grab a piece of light! Let us try to think, try to paint the picture. Living on, have to feel this way. (Looking for something to believe in) Looking for

While we're living The dreams we have as children fade away They fade away away away I'll paint you the picture 'Cause I don't think You live round here no more I've never even seen The key to the door We only get what we will settle for

But what do I know? Love can change the world in a moment I'll paint the picture, let me set the scene We could change this whole world with a piano Add a bass, some guitar, grab a beat and away we go I'm just a boy with a one-man show No university, no

And when she call me I might pick up I pull up on her, paint a picture I know you want me to be witcha But, baby I can't take no pictures She want Balmain, baby them is small things I'm balling, I might pull up when she calling No small change, walking

And I know that I wasn't in the picture Tried to paint it, looking perfect And it never worked for the both of us I'mma let you know, now I'll let you go You should fly, for the first time in a long time Just fly, let you go, let you go Let you fly, for

You paint the perfect picture Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa I adore you Every time I'm with ya Please let me know if I have your heart Baby love, you're my Mona Lisa Wanna feel your touch, wanna hear your sound 'Cause every time I'm with ya For you and I a world

I need something more Tell me what you see Touch, I remember touch Pictures came with touch A painter in my mind A tourist in a dream A visitor it seems A half-forgotten song Where do I belong?

Yeah, livin' life like this Gotta paint a picture when I write like this Tales from my hood, not a sight like this Where they up to no good on a night like this And they murder motherfuckers just cause Type of shit I see and probably wonder what it was I

It's only a painting But not to pretty a picture A thousand words I know them all The frozen bird, a hockey puck Shed tears, move on to Van Gogh Move on to Van Gogh There's something there in Williamson's Garage I think it's me trying to start a fire